||[Apr. 16th, 2013|10:28 am]
at a pace I sometimes have trouble keeping up with. Bombings of yesterday were quite nerve-wracking. Of course, I still can't help rolling over and over in my head how often Little Dude and I would be right there at the Marathon alongside everyone else, but I have stopped looking at alarmingly graphic twitter pics, so that's improved my sanity rating. Everyone I know was ok, and relentlessly obsessing over those that were not will not do me any good right now.Time to post. Life proceeds apace, and |
Work is boring, kid is alternately hysterical and infuriating, which is, as I understand it, how "four" rolls. I'm gearing up to cook a feast at the Peasant event this weekend, so I have a refrigerator full of turnips and beets and eggs. As a side note, after the shenanigans with 40th Anniversary, I now know that I can shove 200 people worth of food into the various refrigerators in the house. Merely socking away 100 people worth of food feels comparatively simple.
It's finally nice out again, so I am biking to work again, which is convenient given how fucked up the construction on the Anderson bridge into Harvard is. But it's nice to feel fresh air and move under my own power. If I get motivated and lucky in getting through real work today, I hope to stop by Bicycle Bill's and get a new child-seat for the kid.
So, how's by you?