Yummmm, today's lunch was meat loaf (nice and moist and meaty!), mashed potatoes, and corn from the cafeteria, with some yogurt and granola for dessert (I put away the Oreo creme pie I had in my hand and grabbed the yogurt instead!).

I'm full.

I think these are cool, even if this blogger doesn't:

Skull speakers will not make you seem dangerous

If your desk is located inside a pirate ship, these "Goth Style Speakers," shaped like skulls with knives through them, are sure to look just perfect with all of your other decorations. If you live in a normal-looking house or apartment, well, these will look ridiculous.

I mean come on, I can understand being super into the Pirates of the Caribbean movies, but to such a degree that you'd want a set of tacky skull-shaped speakers? That doesn't make a lick of sense. These things even light up from the inside when they're being used, making them even more embarrassing-looking. Trust me, you don't want these.

OK, maybe they're 'tacky' in that they're not realistic enough?

Plus the fact they light up inside just cries out for miniature fog machines to be installed inside... Oh, and maybe little mini laser light shows could come out of each eye synced to the beat....

Fuckity.

I just edited the wrong budget portion of the year end report to our major donor. I had the previous quarter's open for reference and comparison, and I edited that one instead of the current quarter.

I can easily copy the data over to the correct quarter, but I don't have easily at hand the data I need to restore the previous quarter. I've got a hard copy around here somewhere, but I think I'll just have to find it and reenter all that later. It's long ago submitted, so it's just an internal document at this point, but still.

Grump.

DH should be on the ground in Seattle in four more hours, hooray!

Today hasn't been quite as frazzling an experience in single parenthood as yesterday was, though we had a bit of a battle of wills just now over naptime. Thing is, I don't think she's sleepy--I'd outgrown naps by her age, and she only naps maybe one afternoon in four. But I want to give her the space to sleep if she is tired and also to keep her schedule reasonably consistent. (They have naptime after lunch at daycare, and Annabel knows if she doesn't sleep she has to sit on her mat and look at books quietly.) Anyway, today I had to drag her upstairs and then put her back in her room three times before she got the message that she couldn't wheedle or cry her way into getting to stay downstairs and either watch TV or solve her new puzzle again. And it sounds like she's finally playing quietly, so I can relax.

MonsterHoodies!!

MonsterHoodies is run by Jen Dunlap and Zach Smith. We both live in NYC, and we love things that are disgustingly cute. MonsterHoodies started as a fun weekend project when we decided that our hoodies were just too boring. We wanted to liven them up a little bit, and we came up with the idea of making them look like animals. Specifically, we wanted them to look like scary (but cute!) monsters.

We originally made these hoodies for ourselves, and wore them around proudly. Almost immediately people were asking where we got them. We told people that we made them for ourselves, and they were amazed. Lots of our friends wanted them, but living in the city, we didn't have enough time to make hoodies for all of them. Since some smart dude invented money millions of years ago, we decided that we could trade our valuable time making hoodies for cool green dollar thingies.

Ahrg. Awful problem from last week persisting. Make it stop!!

US President George W. Bush (C) leans over to talk with a girl (R)

OK, I love that girl's expression. But I really love the fact that the captioner explained which was the white man and which was the black girl!

I don't have anything in the house I'm going to want to eat for dinner. I guess I could take the buger patties and turn them into chili, but I don't think I have the kind of tomatoes I like to use! Hmph. I'm really trying not to order pizza, but now that I'm home, I'm not going to want to run out for a slice, either! First world problems.

Oh, thank goodness. I just remembered I emailed that report, instead of mailing it. So I had an attachment copy saved, and I was able to just restore it from there. Whew.

sarameg, insent to your gmail.

My cat threw up on our tax forms. The ones our accountant drew up. The ones with our W2's attached.

Good thing I'm in a good mood.