Yesterday the power was off all day at work. PG&E had a crew doing something to a power pole on the block. They expected to have us back online about 3 p.m. The opening staff assumed we would be closing early if we didn't get our power back, but no . . . we weren't allowed to call the parents when we heard that the power was not coming on till five: but what actually happened was that the power never came on. So we were closing the windows to keep the heat in (so glad once again that I do not live in a place where it gets really cold: our combined body heat really is enough to keep us warm under those conditions), heating water for bottles on the Sterno, and hoping the refrigerator stayed cold enough to keep the breast milk and lunches in the safe zone. And doing the cleaning in the dark.
The babies didn't mind the dark, naturally. Children like darkness as a special treat.
Cool thing! Belly-laugh baby, who is now in the toddler room, said my name yesterday! multiple times! It sounds rather like ʔu-ʔi, if I spelled that right: those are glottal stops, correct? I adore that kid.
Those streetlights -- they have behaved that way two more times each, and not one more time each. If I passed them the same time every day, I'd have a simple explanation. But honestly, I didn't start noticing those streetlights at all until recently. I'm not looking for a sensational explanation: "luck of the draw" is good enough for me. I do like walking home in the dark, which says something about my neighborhood and the downtown.
I still wish Edwards had waited until today to drop out of the race. I'd really like him to have another stack of delegates to go i nto the convention with. Oh well. My favorite archaeologist says that he dropped out when he did to help Obama, though as of my last information he had very specifically not endorsed either Clinton or Obama. And while we're on the subject of electoral speculation, could somebody just bribe Maureen Dowd to shut up? Nothing she says is useful in any way anymore.
nothing else. Zero words today, went to physical therapy instead. I love my physical therapist.
The babies didn't mind the dark, naturally. Children like darkness as a special treat.
Cool thing! Belly-laugh baby, who is now in the toddler room, said my name yesterday! multiple times! It sounds rather like ʔu-ʔi, if I spelled that right: those are glottal stops, correct? I adore that kid.
Those streetlights -- they have behaved that way two more times each, and not one more time each. If I passed them the same time every day, I'd have a simple explanation. But honestly, I didn't start noticing those streetlights at all until recently. I'm not looking for a sensational explanation: "luck of the draw" is good enough for me. I do like walking home in the dark, which says something about my neighborhood and the downtown.
I still wish Edwards had waited until today to drop out of the race. I'd really like him to have another stack of delegates to go i nto the convention with. Oh well. My favorite archaeologist says that he dropped out when he did to help Obama, though as of my last information he had very specifically not endorsed either Clinton or Obama. And while we're on the subject of electoral speculation, could somebody just bribe Maureen Dowd to shut up? Nothing she says is useful in any way anymore.
nothing else. Zero words today, went to physical therapy instead. I love my physical therapist.
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