So. Here we are. Not much to report, really.

Penny: Cute, and sometimes a brat. You know, like any almost-three-year-old.

Matt: Mildly ill. I wonder if he's picked up the cold half of whatever it was I had last weekend. The stuff I ordered for him for Father's Day has arrived, though, so I just need to put it all together. Most of which can't be done until that morning, for a variety of reasons. But it should be fun.

Work: Moving right along. I had three meetings yesterday which ate up about 75% of my day, so I didn't get some stuff done that I'd been planning to do. I'll do it today. My boss isn't planning to go anywhere for at least two weeks, though, so I can't get online except at lunch. Bah.

Writing: Hasn't gone anywhere lately. I hand-wrote some stuff in one of my meetings yesterday, but I haven't even had a chance to open up the file and type it in. And I'd be surprised if it's as much as 200 words. Not really enough to count.

Scrapbooking: I thought about doing some last night, but opted to finish reading my book, instead. I'll probably try to do some tonight, though. And the new tech writer in my office gave me an interesting idea for a new scrapbook, maybe.

Net connection: Nonexistant. I can't even get to the LAN. This'll be a hoot of a day.

--Liz