Checking in

Less cranky, though conversations with various people over the past week about a variety of subjects has opened a few doors in the corridors of my brain that I normally keep shut, those these days they don't have the seven deadbolts and the alarm they used to - there are places in my psyche that remind me of apartment doors in New York high rises circa 1984. While they aren't depressing me exactly, there's a weary melancholy around the edges lately. Pretty par for the course for January actually.

Kids are here, but since they rolled in late tonight I've not seen much of them - they came in and stumbled straight to bed. Its actually the first weekend in a while where we're not expected anywhere nor have anything really planned with them. The lack of expectation is a nice change.

Sunday morning I attend htl_1126's baby shower. Sooooo psyched and happy for her.

Other than that, life progresses. Work. Beads. Husbeast. Writing (occasionally). Rinse. Lather. Repeat.

Ash break!

he so PRETTEH