blahThe French teacher at Martin's school, speaking in Swedish so fast with such a thick French accent that I understood maybe 1 word in 10 of what she said at the parent meeting tonight. The English teacher grabbing and shaking my hand with a hearty introduction and a "You must be Martin's mom, he looks just like you!"
Various aches and pains and the weight of fatigue that drops on me every night. Busy = exhausted, these days.
A raptor-filled dino nightmare last night: trapped in Jurassic Park and Martin is teasing the T-Rex and we won't get out and my kids will die: AIIEE!! Brought on by Karin's request for horror movies to take to her friend's movie night on Friday and grumbles when that was the only one I could come up with that was even close to a horror flick in our collection. Neither Anders nor I like or watch them; we don't own any. I grumped at her this morning for triggering the nightmare and then grumped at Martin for teasing the damn T-Rex.
Hours spent putting an HTML eNewsletter together, pulling bits and pieces into cohesion, finding perfect images to accompany articles, photo editing, layout work, presentation reviews, uploading, admin, maintenance. My to-do list is playing whack-a-mole with me. As soon as I smack one thing down, 2 more pop up and leer at me. *sigh*
Quote of the day: "Dance like the photo's not being tagged, Love like you've never been unfriended, Tweet like nobody's following." @JustJulieta
Green moss (?) balls in the fish tank make me smile every time I pass by. I feel like buying enough of them to cover the floor of the aquarium!
Could I be getting sick? Is that what this is all about? MEH.
