The refrigerator has stopped working. Everything in the freezer is defrosting. Ice cream, ice cubes, frozen lasagna, tons of meat...all going. All lost.

I'm wondering if a mouse chewed through the cord or something. And it's the middle of the night, and S is asleep, and I can't move the damn thing by myself to check, and...DAMMIT. I hate being a

The last few days have been a blur. Small Anne seems to have begun teething. We're not seeing any teeth pop up, but she had many of the symptoms, and it is a lengthy process that she is probably only just starting now. I consulted an expert (ie, my mom) and she agreed. The bad thing is that I didn't catch on for a couple of days, so Small Anne had ( Read more... )

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One last, quick update before moving day begins for reals.

Before I forget:

austin360: Your boss is an asshat, but I have complete faith that you can make it another couple months and then blow the dust of that crummy job off your heels. I am so excited for your new opportunity. Hang in there, doll.

thestickywicket: Your Firefly fic was wonderful, to no ( Read more... )

We found out we can't close on the house today. Dammit. We haven't found out when we can close, but in the meantime we're packing like fiends.

I hate packing.

I'm thinking Em's bubbleficathon would be a good way to brush up on my writing skills. Yet I'm so flaky these days, I just don't know if I could pull it off. Hmm ( Read more... )

Just brought Sam back from the vet. At one point, he was surrounded by nurses oohing and cooing over him, and he totally GROWLED and BARKED at them. Like, real barks. Not yips, but actual, miniature barks ( Read more... )