Got no plans to beat myself up—if I do, I'll use a feather on a scale of weighing heart

[sovay]

My godchild said I looked amazing in this picture, so I'm sharing it. We now have matching Sir Fabulous T-shirts.



There was an extraordinary moon earlier this evening, a parchment lantern against dusk-blue. Patches of snow are still shining in the moonlight. I made fig-jam hamantashn for the first time ever and they aren't half bad. I am re-reading Tom Holt's Goatsong (1989), which I last read in 2015 when choco_frosh gave it to me. I had entirely forgotten it begins with the Plague of Athens.

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[selkie]

So, I texted them this photo thinking they’d be seeing it in the daylight when their screen time turned on; their phone pushed it as a notification which overrode our careful parental foils; they pottered out to where I was writing (on paper), said they needed to use my computer, and fired off their comments to S. It was when S replied that I noticed it was about 1:00 am. While we’ve conveyed that they have access to their godmother at any time, this is not quite what we meant.

[asakiyume]

Perhaps they've intuited something about their godmother's [frequent lack of] sleep schedule....

[selkie]

Their own, too. *sigh* Their petard is thoroughly hoist this morning, as they had a Scouts meeting at 10:00.

[sovay]

Their petard is thoroughly hoist this morning, as they had a Scouts meeting at 10:00.

Yeah, how did that go?

[selkie]

Where, please, did you last leave that conveniently cued Galop Infernal ?

They woke up at 9:40 and were on Zoom at 10:04 and we dragged them in chains the whole way over an ant-hill covered in honey.

[sovay]

Where, please, did you last leave that conveniently cued Galop Infernal?

Playing in the background until such time, please God, as it is no longer needed.

They woke up at 9:40 and were on Zoom at 10:04 and we dragged them in chains the whole way over an ant-hill covered in honey.

This differs from the usual morning routine how?

[selkie]

Oooooh, you get that vaccine and you just wait, you wait for the nice postal person and Godchild Box Brown.
[in short there was more child screaming, because joint custody child was also having to get on the meeting and they were amping off each other, and just now trying to feed them lunch I learned they had learned A New Word from joint custody child!]