I'm getting that panicky, vomity feeling that I've forgotten how to write. Ah, well.
Also, I currently have a fat lip because my youngest Romanita jumped into bed with great eagerness this morning to wake me up and ended up head-butting me in the mouth. Hello! I spent the next 10 minutes calming her down from her gulping sobs. She was afraid that she hurt me, that I was mad at her, maybe the blood scared her. Dunno. But, yeah, with the ow. So I lied and told her I was fine. Ah, motherhood! *g*
If anyone needs to get a hold of me, send me an email--if you don't have it, it's on my info.
Back to the mines.