It's been another whirlwind weekend. Say that five times fast.
I got back into town last Wednesday, which was a day late due to the current state of travel affairs. My little cute family picked me up at the airport, and we spent the day together. Of course since I am a slacker blogger I don't have a freaking clue what we did that day, but I'm sure it was fun. You'll have to check out Erica's blog to get a real sense of our goings-on. Oh, and she'll also explain the pictures above.
Work was fairly calm on Thursday and Friday. Our PACS (that's the computer system that we use to do EVERY BIT of our jobs in radiology world) was acting up, but what can you do but be patient? We went to the game Thursday and Dam Goode Pies on Friday. Saturday was jam packed with errands and such. I am dying for a Vespa scooter, so we went and looked at those. Did you know that they hold 2.3 Gallons of gas? That they get over 80 mpg? That that means I could drive 184 miles for about 9 dollars? Did I multiply correctly (it's late)?
Alas, I have credit cards to pay off, a tree that needs cutting down, insulation that needs to be put in my attic, three holes in my entry way sheetrock, and the desire for more STUFF, including a dining room table and 2 new Macs? Not to mention the prospect of a new nanny. I'm sure I'm forgetting a ton of stuff. Oh well, W will be sending me a check soon, and I'm sure that will make it all better.
We did interview a nanny hopeful. She is young but totally taken with the boy. He loved her. We're going to give it a shot. Sunday was church, lunch with Bebbie and Erin, and then work day for me. I sat my behind in the office chair and sorted. I got a ton of stuff done, but there is a lot more to do.
The other big pressing issue is finding a home for Mae. Our Aussie is born to herd and born to pester toddlers. We are having territory issues. No one has been injured in the making of this blog, but I'm afraid that's just a matter of time. We will be printing flyers, talking with the vet, and all-out begging.
Ross has had another explosion of change in the last week. Maybe his haircut prompted it. He is putting words together, pointing at things in his books, playing hide and seek, and gesturing. The new favorite game is "On your mark, get set, go!" He played with a turtle today and smeared pear juice in his hair yesterday. He is a nut. Favorite names: Rossy-man, gooberhead, angel baby boy.
I'm off to sleep to regenerate muscle fibers. I've overdone it with starting out running (again) this weekend. Ouch