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[flea]

Mother is on a tear with the "helping us plan a trip to Athens" stuff, and is making it very complicated, and my brain is too full to really deal. Please God do not let her call me at work today.

Dinner at Four Square was FOINE. Romaine wedge with parmesan, prosciutto (looking like bacon to me), olives, nice dressing; beef tenderloin with creamy potatoes, whole baby patty-pan squash, zucchini, stewed tomato, and deep-fried eggplant slice; warm raspberry beignets with lemon curd and a tiny cup of something sort of chocolate and wonderful on the side. And a glass of pinot noir. The prices are shocking, though (for here); the beef was $32 and the wine was $10. Not sure it was worth it (though not on my nickel last night, natch.)

Starting the day with stress as a candidate here and literally 12 emails came in overnight, half of them about our link resolver being down (it is), and I just feel scrambled. And mr. flea called at the desk to say Mother was calling him all wacky and stressy and where was Casper's velour jumper as she was freaking out wanting it? (Answer: packed away with the winter clothes, since not only is it a winter garment, it is also too small, damn it.)

Still only Wednesday. mr. flea is totally not coping with dinner-and-bedtime with the kids by himself. I am sympathetic, but only so far, since I am also sort of "remember those freaking week-long work trips you have taken?"

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[veejane.livejournal.com]

What a coinkydink! Just as I was scrolling down to see this post, my phone rang, and guess who was calling!

(She was not calling me about Athens but about rose-gardening.)

[forodwaith.livejournal.com]

mr. flea is totally not coping with dinner-and-bedtime with the kids by himself. I am sympathetic, but only so far, since I am also sort of "remember those freaking week-long work trips you have taken?"

Ah hah hah. Sounds familiar...