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Back in the saddle again. Figuratively speaking, that is. Not literally. That's one game Rikki and I do not play. Been back from Someplace Warm and Sunny for about two weeks now. Been officially Mrs. Rikki Tikki Tavi for almost a month. I'm starting to get used to it. Hell, I'm even starting to enjoy it. Been way too busy with work, work and more work since we've gotten back though. The Dad Project has been signed off on and is now in the p.r. stages, mercifully out of my hands. We've got a premiere on his birthday which is slightly less than a month away. Unfortunately, that date coincides with Auntie R's 60th and we have no clue what she's got planned for that night. She did mutter something to me on the phone yesterday about wishing Dad still stuck with his original birthday which at least was the day after. It would've afforded her the day before to celebrate but...I'm sure they're sort it out eventually.
It's also sticky since Robby's birthday is the 26th and as much as we'd like to celebrate his birthday with him, it's looking very much like Julee won't be able to travel to London for the celebrations as she's now as large as a house and I know he doesn't want to leave her alone for very long. Or celebrate his last birthday without a kid without her. On the other hand, he really does want to be at the premiere so it's difficult for him. I've told him straight out that anything he wants to do is fine with me. There will be a premiere in New York as well sooner than later. I don't think Dad would take him to task either even if I know he'd be disappointed. Robby's more like a son than a nephew to him. Some days, I think he likes him more than he likes me. But he's understanding, especially where true love and families ae concerned. I don't even think Mum would find a way to take offence since she's so chuffed that Julee is preggers.
Auntie S. continues to not talk to either me or Rick over Sari's condition even though she bloody well knows by now it's not our fault. Or should know anyway. Not sure we'll see her at the premiere either. At this point, the last thing we need is more stress so whatever floats her boat. The only good thing out of this whole mess with Sari is that it got Mum talking to me again. Guess there's nothing like hearing about someone else's daughter wrapping herself around a tree to make you realise how good you've got it. Besides, I mostly acquiesed to most of her matrimonial demands so she really couldn't complain too much.
It's too bloody cold here. Not nearly as bad as New York's been (which makes me worry even more about Julee -- Rob's said she's hardly been out of the house for weeks except for doctor's appointments) but still fucking cold. At least I have a nice warm husband and two unruly cats to curl up with when I can. I'm trying hard not to work too hard on things -- in the preliminary stages of editing the seemingly endless number of Dames shows from last year with Corrinne. She's now getting the hang of things musically which is good. I will have to bring in various and sundry Dames for suggestions/comments on each and every bloody show and song which means this project wlll be going on forever. The only good news is that I don't have a set deadline for when it's got to be completed which means I don't have to work 20 hours a fucking day to get it all done at once. Makes things easier for me and Rick. Hopefully we'll even be able to find time to start house hunting soon. Scary thought that.
Nothing much else is going on in my life which is why this hasn't been updated too much lately. I will have to post about most of November and December including Our Big Fat Victorian Wedding at some point but not right now. I've got to get to work once I've finished checking my email and eating my breakfast and kissing my darling boy good bye.
It's also sticky since Robby's birthday is the 26th and as much as we'd like to celebrate his birthday with him, it's looking very much like Julee won't be able to travel to London for the celebrations as she's now as large as a house and I know he doesn't want to leave her alone for very long. Or celebrate his last birthday without a kid without her. On the other hand, he really does want to be at the premiere so it's difficult for him. I've told him straight out that anything he wants to do is fine with me. There will be a premiere in New York as well sooner than later. I don't think Dad would take him to task either even if I know he'd be disappointed. Robby's more like a son than a nephew to him. Some days, I think he likes him more than he likes me. But he's understanding, especially where true love and families ae concerned. I don't even think Mum would find a way to take offence since she's so chuffed that Julee is preggers.
Auntie S. continues to not talk to either me or Rick over Sari's condition even though she bloody well knows by now it's not our fault. Or should know anyway. Not sure we'll see her at the premiere either. At this point, the last thing we need is more stress so whatever floats her boat. The only good thing out of this whole mess with Sari is that it got Mum talking to me again. Guess there's nothing like hearing about someone else's daughter wrapping herself around a tree to make you realise how good you've got it. Besides, I mostly acquiesed to most of her matrimonial demands so she really couldn't complain too much.
It's too bloody cold here. Not nearly as bad as New York's been (which makes me worry even more about Julee -- Rob's said she's hardly been out of the house for weeks except for doctor's appointments) but still fucking cold. At least I have a nice warm husband and two unruly cats to curl up with when I can. I'm trying hard not to work too hard on things -- in the preliminary stages of editing the seemingly endless number of Dames shows from last year with Corrinne. She's now getting the hang of things musically which is good. I will have to bring in various and sundry Dames for suggestions/comments on each and every bloody show and song which means this project wlll be going on forever. The only good news is that I don't have a set deadline for when it's got to be completed which means I don't have to work 20 hours a fucking day to get it all done at once. Makes things easier for me and Rick. Hopefully we'll even be able to find time to start house hunting soon. Scary thought that.
Nothing much else is going on in my life which is why this hasn't been updated too much lately. I will have to post about most of November and December including Our Big Fat Victorian Wedding at some point but not right now. I've got to get to work once I've finished checking my email and eating my breakfast and kissing my darling boy good bye.