Gonna be a long day...
Jul. 8th, 2005 09:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
charliesmumWe're getting the reminants of Hurricane Cindy, so it is dark and rainy today.
We've learned that the hard drive on our 'new' computer went 'bye-bye'; classic example of getting what you paid for, I think. So yet another weekend sans internet access. Gah.
I have yet another new icon that someone made yesterday in response to a![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
metaquotes where someone pointed out how tea solves everything. It's cute, and I think it is a nice tribute to the famed British stoicism. If anyone thinks I ought not to display it being neither British or involved in yesterday's bombing, let me know.
I did actually have something to say when I started this post, but it's gone right out of my head. I'm sure it was going to be terribly witty and full of insight, too.
Charlie came home with some school work he did, and on the back of one of the papers, he'd made his schedule. It was really cute, and I wish I'd written it down, but here it is to the best of my recollection:
7:00 Dinner
9:00 Bathtime
10:01 Bedtime
8:00 Go to School
7:30 Wheel of Fortioun. (that's how he spells it)
It was ever so sweet. And yes, I know 10:01 is a late bedtime, but he's in his Jammies by 9, and we always 'cuddle' until his bedtime, so he's at least resting, and my bedroom clock is 15 minutes fast, so really his bedtime is 9:46.
We've learned that the hard drive on our 'new' computer went 'bye-bye'; classic example of getting what you paid for, I think. So yet another weekend sans internet access. Gah.
I have yet another new icon that someone made yesterday in response to a
metaquotes where someone pointed out how tea solves everything. It's cute, and I think it is a nice tribute to the famed British stoicism. If anyone thinks I ought not to display it being neither British or involved in yesterday's bombing, let me know.I did actually have something to say when I started this post, but it's gone right out of my head. I'm sure it was going to be terribly witty and full of insight, too.
Charlie came home with some school work he did, and on the back of one of the papers, he'd made his schedule. It was really cute, and I wish I'd written it down, but here it is to the best of my recollection:
7:00 Dinner
9:00 Bathtime
10:01 Bedtime
8:00 Go to School
7:30 Wheel of Fortioun. (that's how he spells it)
It was ever so sweet. And yes, I know 10:01 is a late bedtime, but he's in his Jammies by 9, and we always 'cuddle' until his bedtime, so he's at least resting, and my bedroom clock is 15 minutes fast, so really his bedtime is 9:46.
