worked hard all day. At work. For work. stopped by post office to pick up package (my passport! woo hoo) updated a map image and sent it to FAWCO updated my resume did 2 loads of laundry fixed and ate dinner with my family edited and worked on a number of submissions and webpages for Mosaic Minds edited and created a webpage for FAWCO Article Exchange put kids to bed designed a masthead idea for Mosaic Minds googled my name in images and put the results behind an LJ cut below cuz I’m sheep-like fun that way wrote a cover...

My internal clock seems to be screwed up by the fact that because I was out of work at the class the last 3 days and was in town and had sushi for dinner that yesterday was Friday. Having to get up to go to work this morning was pure torture, let me tell you. And it’s only Thursday! Oh, the humanity! I got a lot of computer work done yesterday for both Mosaic Minds and the AWC, and was actually ready to turn in at the early hour (for me) of 10 p.m., when I made the mistake of...

I always… walk with my head up glare at badly behaved children even if they’re not mine think I’m thinner than I am I never… fail to find humor in SOMETHING even on the worst days get enough sleep find waiting for things gets any easier I sometimes… want to just keep driving…to the next country stay off the computer for more than an hour eat chocolate chips when I can’t find anything else sweet in the house C’mon! Play along! 😀 Meme created by and swiped from She-Dork

I decided in the interest of being funny, cuz it’s better to laugh than to cry, to share 2 of my favorite most embarrassing moments. I won’t share the 3rd one because 1) it’s way more embarrassing than funny even though the 2 friends I’ve shared it with nearly hyperventilated from laugh-spasms after I told them about it and 2) I haven’t even told Anders about it, so why should I tell you? First One: Once, after cracking under the repetition of Sesame Street videos for DAYS.ON.END. I called my brother in the States and loudly sang the Cookie Monster...

I’d chew off a limb if I thought it would get me out of this class.

Things that still crack me up even though my kids only thought they were funny once: In the car, going somewhere, the kids are haranguing me for something using the time-honored phrase, “please please mama please” only they’re doing it in Swedish, which is “snälla, snälla, snälla* mamma” at which point I stop them dead and say, Did you just call me a snail?! Singing Pop Goes the Weasel really loud as the kids are finishing dinner, and just as I get frozen desserts on sticks out of the freezer, I end the chorus with POPSICLE WEASEL! Karin tells me...

Stuck in a database course with two other people. I type about a million times faster than they do. Which means, I’m sitting waiting while they finish the assignments that took me a quarter of the time. Plus the teacher has a habit of standing behind the 3 of us while we work (or rather while the other 2 students work) which means I can’t play on the internet as I would normally in a situation like this. sigh.

Good Bits If nothing is coming in, nothing will be going out. Real Live Preacher Just kill him already! A Girl Named Bob Some of us are just searching for our daughters. World According to Chuck This is the time of year when winter and spring have a kind of shoving contest. Pamela Dean Making Over Mona (link via One Good Thing) Better Bits: connecting with Becky on the phone yesterday The brown-eyed stare and fierce hug Karin gave me last night Martin’s happiness upon finally wiggling out baby tooth #2 Anders vacuuming and mopping the kitchen floor A book...

When I was 13, I met someone who would be one of my best friends for the rest of my life. I mean best friends in the Anne and Diana sense. Becky and I spent three years tying our hearts around each other. All of my best friends, and there are only 4 of them, and 2 of them have slid into the ether of busy lives, were made in 3-year bursts of intensity. The first 2 were caused by my father’s Air Force move schedule, the 3rd by the vagaries of college life, and the last by the expat...

Cracked me up last night: My daughter replying “Aye aye captain” and firing off a salute when I asked her to carry the popcorn bowl back to the kitchen. The kids were up at 6:30 this morning, laughing, talking, slamming doors. I called “Martin!” but they didn’t hear me over the sounds of their own voices. “Martin!” No response. Drag myself out of bed, stumble to the door, glare blearily at them. They’ve got that deer in the headlights look, you can almost hear them thinking oops. I growl, “Be quiet! It’s still really early!” and collapse back into bed....