...Easy like Monday morning.

Here I sit, at the table, cold, no socks, no coffee but I have creamer (it's the pits when you have one but not other, especially the creamer and not the coffee, because the creamer goes so much faster), Rowan has been asleep for over an hour and I don't know what to do with myself. That's not to say that I don't have many things I could be doing, like folding the laundry on my bed, doing the dishes in the sink, but none of those things seem as important and checking my email, and watching people's status updates on Facebook. I think I might have a slight addiction to pilfered internet. We recently discovered that we can get a fair connection from one of our surrounding paying customer neighbors. It's the not the best and the fastest, but it's internet and we're not paying for it. I'm not complaining.

Things on the slough front are jim dandy, I woke up this morning and after my shower went in to wake up Lucy and noticed the dusting of snow on all the cars and trees as I was tying her curtains back. It was pretty; but even Lucy said, "Oh great, just what we need, more snow." She read my mind. She's been funny lately, you can tell she's getting more of an attitude, but at the same time she gets the joke, so there's a nice balance there, until the attitude out-weighs her understanding of sarcasm and she gets in trouble. She'll figure it out.

Rowan is offically crawling, and I wish I could post pics of it on the page. She gets on all 4s and just moves, it's cute, but annoying when you've just picked up and then all the DVDs and CDs are out strewn on the floor for you to pick up again. Good thing she likes her daycare!! (and she does! They love her too, and say that she never cries! Awesome.)

Ryan has been playing a lot of shows lately; the last two weekends have been busy. This coming weekend, Valentine's Day, he's playing at the Tractor Tavern in Ballard. I won't be able to go, again, but Lucy and I are planning something fun. I'm sure it won't be a romantic dinner for 2, but it might be a mac and cheese dinner for 3, which isn't bad.

Rowan just woke up, and she'd like to write a little note:

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She's trying to close it, b6tbv bybbbbbybybi7yy7jnohb nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn yh h gf


she's going to make a hell of a receptionist some day.

Lagos OUT!