1. I didn’t post 7QT or 5 Faves in the last week. I needed a
little link-up/blogging break. I didn’t have much to say, so I decided not to
say it instead of spending time filling the screen with my blathering. But now,
I’m ba-ack! Even if it is already Saturday. I only have nominally more to say,
but I’ll say it, by golly!
2. Charles is D.O.N.E. done with his 3rd year. No
more rotations or clinic days or anything. He says he won’t “feel like it”
until he finishes board exams in the next month or so, but since they aren’t
required for promotion, I say he’s done. 4th year, bring.it.on.
3. My chatterbox’s discernible vocabulary has expanded to
include “Dada,” “Mama,” “Baybee,” “Puhpee,” and “’appy ‘appy ‘appy” (always in
triple). At least to our ears. It might not be particularly exact, and she
will.not.do.anything. on command. Ever. Because she’s that kind of kid (funner
toddler or teenager?). But she is a verbose genius.
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4. I seem to be using a lot of emphatic periods in this
post. Reasons? None in particular. Grammar strike? Perhaps.
5. I’ve been horrified by all the tornado terror in the last
few weeks. Inhumane if you aren’t, I guess. Natural disasters are, to me, much more
frightening that most anything. I mean, no human is in control. *shudder* Scary stuff. I’ve
been sending up lots of prayers for those affected.
6. In the last day or so, Clare suddenly discovered how much
of the kitchen she can access by opening the doors. Did you know that you can
open doors that don’t have hardware on them? I was sort of hoping she’d never
figure it out. Anyway, this is her “helping make dinner last night.” Her
contribution? Air, slobber, and some Cheerios/stuff on the floor. Mmmm . . .
doesn’t it make you hungry?
7. Um, it’s June. That’s means July is in a month. That
means it’s summer. That means . . . I have some plans to get in order. Where did the time go? I keep asking, but
seriously? Where did it goooooooooo?
Speaking of going, go ye off to Jen’s to read more thoughts
from more people, many of whom got their acts together to post on Friday like
good bloggers.
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