Note To Self

Must get new Norah Jones CD for massage office. I did do a massage to Sting/Police combo CD today, which was tons of fun. But I can't do that for everyone; usually it's Dean Evenson or something even more mellow than that, by the end of which I'm ready to go to a mosh pit and jump.

Today's just been busy. I think I have finally talked deborahlive into coming over for a Bebop morning one day this week. (We'll synch up our schedules tomorrow!) I know she'll be very happily hooked once I get her within my grasp.

I managed to do exactly nothing productive home today, but I did work and pick up Sara (Hannah's best friend) and let them play on the playground at Hannah's school and get my linens washed and download a bunch of new stuff onto my new PC. Hey, wait just a gosh-darn minute, I have been productive in my few hours at home. In fact as I write, I'm getting Hannah's dinner ready (or the oven is) so that we can put off spelling homework for a few more minutes while X-Men: Evolution glides by and my intelligent daughter presses her face into one of those pin-sculpture things repeatedly.

Anyone ever notice how danged cute Nightcrawler is on this show? Heh.