Bring back the sun, dammit

♫ My name is stegosaurus
I’m a funny-looking dinosaur
On my back are many bony plates
and on my tail there’s more.

♫ Sometimes another dinosaur
will try to start a fight.
I don’t use fists; I use my tail.
It has four sharp, sharp spikes.

That’s the Stegosaurus song. It runs through my head constantly.

So anyway. I promised more today, regarding work. It went well. I surprised myself with catching on rather quickly to the new editorial system and production flow. But I was training at the far-away office instead of my usual, so I’m looking forward to going back Friday and rearranging my old desk and getting files organized on my computer and making a little baby shrine out of photographs.

Being away from him was OK, because I had that practice last week. I didn’t cry. In fact, it didn’t really hit me until I came home and saw him again. So I think we can do this.

So we’re supposed to have folks over for our cookout today. When we planned it, on Monday, the forecast was 70° and sunny. Today, the forecast is 48° and rainy. Sucks.

PLUS the ants are back, PLUS Iain said he saw a cricket, PLUS Mister Obese Squirrel not only ate all our birdseed but he bit the heads off our crocuses, too, damn him.

Bah.

March 31, 2005 | Filed Under daily grind