I seem to have misplaced it. I am still out of sorts blogging wise.
..................My husband is driving me insane. As a SAHM, my office is our home. As a Work At Home Dad, (yes, my husband is a total WAHD), X's office is also our home. All the SAHMs reading this just let out an understanding, collective sigh of dismay. To give the WOHMs out there some perspective, let me offer an analogy. Say, you are working in your high-rise office and then, your husband shows up, sets his laptop on your desk across from you and starts working all the while making comments about how you go about your business. You escape to the bathroom and scoot out the door for awhile. In the meantime, the spreadsheet you were working on emails itself to your husband's laptop and insists on being updated. You come back from your bathroom trip and your husband is griping about the spreadsheet because it is pulling on his pant leg, whining for attention. In the meantime, the database you were working on starts beeping wildly because it is hungry, er..... corrupted. Your husband is very irritated by the spreadsheet and does not quite understand why you cannot update the spreadsheet and fix the database at the same time.
I do not remember committing to this scenario in our wedding vows. I remember some bullshit about "better" and "worse", but I most certainly did not agree to this "working at home" business.
.............I finished Sue Grafton's T is for Trespass and it was a very satisfying read. The story was pretty dark and featured one of the coldest, most sociopathic characters Grafton has ever depicted. If you have not read Grafton before, I highly recommend the series. Grafton weaves a good mystery and leaves enough clues that you can sometimes even figure out the solution - her endings are rarely contrived. To start the series is quite simple - pick up A is for Alibi and begin from there.
...............X wants to cut Anjali's hair. This appears to some Indian thing, this cutting of the hair. In these here parts, we White Folk tend to leave Baby Girl Hair alone, but the Indians, they do not. And you know how those wily immigrants are, what with their coming to our land and expecting that we change to meet their expectations. The nerve! While I admit that Anjali's hair is beginning to resemble something of a bird's nest (and built by one who appears to have a drinking problem), I am not quite ready to cut her hair yet.
..............I suck at responding to comments. Does anyone care? When I get 2 seconds on the computer, I would rather be out reading your blogs, instead of responding to comments. I see commenting on your blog as more useful than commenting back here on my own blog. Seriously - is anyone pissed off that I do not respond to comments here? Be honest.