Meanwhile, life is pretty much moving forward in the groove (good day) or rut (bad day) that is linear time. It's weird but I've grown quite fond of my immediate co-workers. It makes most of my shifts feel entertaining and swift and creates a buffer between me and the EVIL that is store management. So in that respect the day job is a bit more bearable.
Aaron turned seven last week. I bought him a big remote control Dalek. Needless to say he was thrilled. I forgot to switch it from "Try Me" mode to "Off" before I wrapped it. Thankfully Aaron never heard the occasional muffled threats of extermination that randomly emanated from the gift box. I find the new Doctor Who toys infinitely more entertaining than the new show which continues to be belligerently less than it could be. Breaks a geek's heart.
Miriam turns three next month and it shows. She is both terrible and adorable, a gorgeous little tyrant queen.
The wife's still hot. I'd do her.
And did I mention my show, From Here to Maternity?