EARS At Your Service
We had a perfectly nice dinner/baby visit with Susan and the girls last night before Andrea left to skate (well, I might add!) in the red game. Both babies fell asleep and eventually I left the quiet comfort of babyville and headed up to see the rest of the game. Afterwards, I see this IM from Susan: babies are up, and she needs backup.

We come in and she's holding both babies, there's a fair amount of noise and most unpleasantly, there's puke from when Riley got so worked up that she felt the need to show, don't tell, her level of discomfort with the world. Sammi went back down pretty quickly, thanks to Andrea's expertise as a Great Baby Shussher. Riley gave me a very hard time and just when I almost had her down, I had a completely random choking fit that startled her. Andrea came to my rescue with some juice and Riley wakeage was prevented.

When we finally got home, I was so tired, it was ridiculous. Yet I managed to do some laundry, pack most of my crap for Vegas (has anyone seen my red hockey socks? They're MIA!) and watch a little TV with our four-legged kids. Getting up at 7 and having to stay up this morning sucked. We had a ginormous company meeting that was fairly interesting, but I'll admit, gave me cause for a brief nap at one point.

Now I've got a very small window to get my work done and pack my cube for yet another cube relocation (will be my 6th desk since last March) before I have to leave for class.

That's right, class. School starts today and I'm so in denial that I have no, count 'em, no supplies. Oops.