where do the mornings go?

Morning has lately been a time tosnuggle with Mr. B in the bed, make breakfast, ad lounge around. This morning, he was out of bed like a shot and I didn't even make to back to bed with the morning milk for snuggling fast enough. We're back in the living room, where I spent a lovely evening chatting with pegsioux. The morning is pretty much gone, and I have to figure out what to do with the rest of my day.

I've pulled all of my data off the laptop, so as soon as sherilyn and borggrrl come to get it I will have limited access. Well, no access, really. Once I get my vaio back from repair (it's going to Justin's house in LA) I'll have a machine. Please dont' feel neglected. I'll try to update if I can.

I will try to get a 415 cell phone before that so that you can at least call me and tell me the world has ended, or something.

Actually, come to think of it, not having computer access and not having cable TV might actually be really nice for a little while. . .

Hey, Fergus

Just wanted you to know that he is still clutching the gameboy.

It is now coated in the mysterious substance that toddlers seem to ooze from their finger tips.

He's playing Blue's Clues at the moment. . .well, trying to anyway.

He came running to me earlier with the game because the teris cartridge has a fish screen saver and he came barrelling down the stairs, scremaing "Fish fish fish" and was so incredibly pelased with himself.

Mucho cuteness.