From Twitter 01-07-2010

• 00:04:10: is soooo cold
  
• 10:37:34: and so, my long day starts. :-(
  
• 12:22:44: defies Gloom to stand up in the face of hills that are alive with the sound of music
  
• 13:20:37: What about this one? -The poor didn't want this one.
  
• 13:25:51: Were you this much trouble at the abbey? - Oh much more sir. - Mmmm.
  
• 16:26:32: Invisible.
  
• 17:46:43: she's fed and burped and clean. Why then is she screaming? I want some sleep. Every time I try she invents some new thing to prevent it.
  
• 17:47:06: I'm seriously exhausted, people.
  
• 17:48:15: @eleneariel Thanks... it is so appreciated.
  
• 18:47:26: Dan hasn't even left his meeting yet. he might not be here til 9. i do not know if i can handle this. cue more tears
  
• 22:54:03: @Aspen_Tree It's okay to say TRUE inflammatory things. In fact... I think a bit more of that is needed in this world.
  
• 22:54:51: Dan is home and the baby has been passed to him. Time to ready the bed for a sorta kinda somewhat night's sleep.
  

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Just want to throw this out there: if you're into taking pictures, check out photo_scavenger where we are doing a theme challenge for every week of the year. It's really fun to take part as well as see how everyone else interprets the themes. Still a brand-new group, so it would be lovely to see even more people jump in!

Also, I slept last night. As in slept for two or three hour chunks. Today I can take on the world.

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This evening started out with a lot of stress and frustration for me because my Friday evening bath was not the peaceful ritual it usually is (Somebody was hungry and wailing). Then Somebody just wanted to be cuddled, fed, cuddled, and fed, and the kitchen was a mess and the trash needed to be taken out and Somebody needed a bath because she was grubby. So much to do, so little time to do it.

In the end, Dan took care of the trash and kitchen and I gave Somebody her bath. Then we went to the Carpenters' for dinner and Bible study.

I love going to their house because it feels right to welcome in the Sabbath in good company around a table of good food. There is a peace and a joy in being with our Christian friends and having a time of sharing, visiting, and study. It just didn't matter any more that my bath had to be taken in stints.

Molly was very good. She pooped twice. Once she had to have her wardrobe changed. Then we got home and she pooped again.

Shabbat Shalom, everyone.