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Rumors of my demise are greatly exaggerated. I have not, in fact, fallen off the planet. I have, however, fallen into the black hole that is end of May/beginning of June. Oof!
The weekend in New York was at least as fun as hoped. We spent much of the time saying, "I am having the best time!" "No, I am having the best time!" Much purchasing and eating ensued.
The weekend was marred only by a phone call that started with "Don't panic. Everything's fine. But we're at the emergency room." Nothing good starts that way, really. Turns out that Jonah fell down the stairs and needed three stitches in his forehead. They're out now and he's fine. My friend Karen took Andrew and Jonah to the hospital and walked them through the whole thing, which was a great comfort from 200 miles away. Rarely have I been so grateful for any given friend at any given moment as I was for her that night. Thanks, Karen.
When I got back, I hit the ground running...Emily's dance recital is coming up and her polyester costume needs shortening; I had book club; two rounds of speech therapy; we had a Brownie meeting and participated in a Walk for Hunger (fun!); there was the last instructional day at Sunday School and a teacher appreciation luncheon; I made an end-of-year slideshow for the town-wide Girl Scout leader dinner; I volunteered to cook a meal for a school family that has a dad (31 years old...pleaseGodkeepitawayfromme) with colo-rectal cancer; I have a freelance project due at the end of the month; oh, and I've invited 27 people for a barbecue on Memorial Day weekend.
But on to bigger and better things...
Gay people are full citizens in Massachusetts today.
Gwyneth Paltrow has named her daughter after a fruit pie.
This guy is way crazy and ready to go to jail.
Other people didn't, but I loved The Sopranos last night. Especially the part when Tony reached behind the toilet tank for a gun that wasn't there.
I had an excellent wine in New York that is, apparently, not available in the U.S, and I'm pissed.
That's it from here...Keep an eye out...I'm around and I'll be writing more here soon.
Posted by volfie at May 17, 2004 08:26 AMMary asked me to call you after soprano and i was reluctant since I really did not know what the hell was going on-not very interesting--anybody can write and create scenes from one-s memory and make it totally fantasy and there is no right or wrong and no plasible explanationns needed- Of course if I had called and said "what the hell is this?" yuou would have promptly explained and hence I didn't call
Posted by: dad on May 17, 2004 09:52 AMT - first, you don't have to Thank me...you'd do the same for me....secondly, Bob read the blog and is surprised by his lack of mention - he did, in fact, clean up the blood from your kitchen floor - otherwise, you would have seen it Sunday evening.
Posted by: Karen on May 17, 2004 11:21 AMUPDATE: Well, then. thanks also to Bob for cleaning up the mess! who knew? I had thought that he was merely a member of the Greek chorus saying "I think he needs stitches!" Anyone mopping up blood in my house is okey dokey with me.
Posted by: terry on May 17, 2004 12:11 PMJust listening to your schedule makes me tired. You do get paid for all of this, don't you?? If not, you would probably earn more than most of us ;-)
Posted by: cybrsane on May 24, 2004 11:22 AM