If, and this is very much an If, because it is based on not just a ship coming in, but a ship coming in with enough cargo to fill a pit, but if a girl was going to fly over to England for FantasyCon, what airport would she be flying into, assuming she has to fly on one of the dead cheap airlines which don’t seem to actually fly into Nottingham? And how would she then get from that airport to Nottingham? And what hotel might she stay at, given…
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and!
This morning we toddled (or more accurately, bussed) to the American embassy to apply for Young Indiana’s passport and to register his birth. He looks exactly like his father in his passport photo. It’s hysterical. :) The bus ride to the embassy took longer than the whole process inside, so that was good. We had to raise our right hands and swear we’d told the truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth, but without a “so help me God” attached, which is good because I’d have balked. Probably not…
lots of post
Young Indiana and I went out to Longford today to run errands. Our usual cab driver was Very Surprised Indeed to see us. :) But it was a darned good thing I employed his services, as one of the errands was dropping by our old house to collect the post, which I’d been told there was a lot of. Now, I was imagining a large stack of envelopes and papers. What I got was one large box of books containing TRUTHSEEKER (which is very very pretty), an extremely heavy box…
stupid stupid rat creature
Why is it so much easier to remember the 2450987 things that need doing the moment the baby wakes up, instead of during his 3 hour nap? I am a stupid, stupid rat creature. This is why I make lists. *sigh* – laundry – clean the kitchen – sweep – mop – vacuum – walk – write – clean kitty litter – make dinner
success!
I made it to Baby Cinema yesterday. The movie, a Woodie Allen film called “Whatever Works” was actually pretty enjoyable in the end, which is not really what I expect from Woodie Allen films. More importantly, however, Young Indiana was a delight, and indeed, the show was far less disrupted than one might have expected with 30+ babies there. They left the house lights up, so one could see to change diapers and to pace when necessary, and yeah. It was great. I didn’t meet anybody (I did try to…