I've been sitting here for something like fifteen minutes, trying to figure out what to say.

I have an anecdote from book club last night about one of the members' in-laws who had three unplanned children before learning that the "pull-out method" was not really the best birth control out there.

I've been thinking about the nature of fear, as a parent.

There's speculation about Penny and the "big-girl bed" thing, which seems to have fallen through completely.

I'm pondering about planning a vacation schedule that allows Matt and I to take separate "real" vacations on a rotating basis.

I'm trying to decide if I'd rather get a new computer or a new iPod this summer.

I'm worried about the guy it looks like we'll be hiring to be our new boss at work. (He interviewed well, but there were some things peeking through the gaps that raised concerns... but only for me, apparently.)

I'm anticipating our trip to the zoo (or aquarium, if it rains) this weekend, and hoping Penny enjoys it. (And yes, I'm already pondering scrapbook layouts. Shut up.)

I'm also anticipating going to Tony 'n' Tina's Wedding with my mom tomorrow night. My dad can't go, so Mom was trying to give the tickets to Matt and I, but Matt wasn't interested, so Mom and I are going together. I think it sounds like a lot of fun.

Even writing up that little bit was another fifteen minutes. I think I'm just not moving very fast today.

Be interesting to see if it has an effect on my pool game, at lunch.