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Ran around all morning Getting Stuff. Getting stuff for Chris' birthday, mostly. It's a real treat to run around with two little kids in tow - they grab at everything, dawdle, run ahead, yammer while you're trying to find parking... ::shudder:: I hate it. I much prefer taking my time when I'm doing errands with them, but what the hell. Sometimes it can't be helped.

I'm actually starting to get annoyed at "500 Miles". We started to play our Proclaimers CD in the car the other day, and both boys were charmed by the first song. They request it over and over and over and over and I'm just about ready to scream. Oh well - at least it's not Sharon, Lois and Bram. Or Veggietunes. I think if I heard

If you like to talk to tomatoes
If a squash can make you smile


I was gonna put my fist through a wall.

So. While Justin is napping today I should either (a) clean the house for Daniel and Justin's friends, who are coming after nap, or (b) work on my freshly-beta'd first chapter of Promises.

Decisions, decisions...

Who am I kidding? What decision? Clean for two little guests who probably wouldn't notice a mountain of dirty underwear in front of them or actually take time to do something I enjoy in the 1.5 hours of freedom I have during Justin's nap? After a crappy morning, with Chris nonexistent today as he's on call... what decision?

So, I'm off to happily tweak my fic.

[livejournal.com profile] bear, you are as a goddess who walks among mere mortals. You weren't kidding about "deep massage beta", I see. Thank you so much!!
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