Well, that was fun

Yesterday was my 42nd and Georgia's 5th birthday, so I celebrated primarily by taking the day off. Nice most of the time but it got a little weird at the end.

Morning: Wake up usual time, fool around playing Batman: AA. Bundled the kids off to school and Tracy to work, since she had to do her morning story times. Played more Batman, then napped until 11:30, whereapon I got cleaned up and headed up to Tom's school for Part Two of his IEP meeting with his teachers.

Got to the school to find all the kids shuffling out because someone decided to try and get the afternoon off by pulling the fire alarm. Culprit was caught and it worked out since Tracy was running late anyway, catching up just as everyone went back inside. Meeting went well, no new surprises, just making sure everyone is on the same track.

Afternoon we went to Red Robin for lunch, then headed over to Toys R Us to buy Georgia's birthday present, a bike that I hadn't been able to get earlier because Tracy had worked Mon. and Tues. night. Brought it home and put a nice ribbon on it. When Georgia walked through the door her face just lit up in happiness. After some adjustment with the training wheels she took it out for a spin along the sidewalks. Turned out this was enough to get Tom interested in the his bike, which he'd been ignoring the past six years. Of it's too small now and the tires are flat, so we're probably going to have to buy him a new one as well, not to mention a helmet.

( Photos of smiling Georgia behind cut. May cause blindness )

Evening we had leftovers and ice cream cake, and I stayed up past my usual 9pm bedtime because I was chatting with chaypeta, whom I caught on Facebook for the first time in several months. She emailed me hte working sketch of her b-day present to me, which I'll post once its complete.

10pm I finally went to bed.

10:15 I woke up again as a cop knocked on our door. Turns out our kitchen phone died during a brief thunderstorm, and in its death throes it autodialed 911. The cop being dispatched because the 911 operator just heard a dial tone and it rang as busy when they called back. We sent the cop on his way, I blew a half hour calling Verizon to troubleshoot, and I ended up going back to bed at 11pm.

Naturally I only slept for five hours. sigh

Nan the Bubble Child

Here's yet another cheapie commission courtesy of Wazaga. So here's Nan from The Summer Intern, presumably depicting her during her mandatory term of military service, since she usually favors culottes, a blouse and a vest over Space Clothes (tm).