Two Bummers:

1. I always imagined that when my grandparents started to "show their age," my father and I would be there to support each other. Whoops on that one.

2. Jen got Punk to day care this morning and all of the doors were locked, and the day care provider wasn't answering her phone. We were really worried about her, as she is super responsible and that is just not like her. Jen took Punk to her job temporarily and I left work to go and get her. When I got her home, I checked the voicemail and there was a message from her husband at 6:30am saying that she was sick and needed to close the day care today. Whoops!

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And an un-bummer:

When I got to Jen's job, I could hear Punk chattering away, so I followed the sounds to Jen's classroom. Punk was sitting on a swivel-chair in a row of students, colored pencils in her hand and streaming video from PBS Sprout on the monitor in her station. She had already eaten Jen's cottage cheese and one of Jen's student's banana. So umm, needless to say, she really didn't want to leave to come home. Heh.

Viva la pots and pans!

I finally got a moment to wash all of the pots and pans. I can't even tell you how long some of them have been sitting there; it's too embarrassing. (They get rinsed out, though, so it wasn't nasty... just cluttered.) Two cookie sheets, one baking dish, three sauce pans, one cutting board, one crock pot, one corning ware, one saute pan, two frying pans, one big stock pot, three lids, a wine glass (that doesn't fit in the dishwasher) and a big carving knife.

Maybe I will be able to sleep tonight!

Maybe a glass of wine and some vampire trash will help with that.