Urban Drool

So, yeah.

There's no guest post of mine over at the Boy's place today.

It has just been too crazy round these parts.

I had an absolute marathon weekend, in which I did the following:

1) took exclusive care of Lucy so the Boy could finish his big project for his MBA
2) spent 13 hours helping my mother clean out her basement, which was flooded
3) spent another 3 hours helping my mother do outside/gardening work
4) helped the Boy by typing the last dozen or so pages of his dissertation (he HATES typing)
5) baked a from-scratch cake for my father's "one week late Father's Day dinner because he has been in northern Quebec for the past 2 weeks"
6) put on a forced grin for 2+ hours when some unexpected guests showed up for said dinner.
7) dealt with the news that my sister and brother in law (they are FINE) were plowed into by a drunk driver who was in a high-speed car chase with no fewer than 5 highway patrol cars (THEY ARE FINE).

And now I have to get through the following events, to take place over the next 11 hours:

1) telling my boss that I am leaving work 1 hour early so that I can...
2) pick up the baby and go downtown to attend the Boy's defense of his thesis
3) then go with baby and Boy to a "reunion party" of all the couples from our Lamaze class. Where I will try and find a way to avoid the inevitable sharing of birth stories. And try to remain calm and smiling and happy when I hear the inevitable 7 different stories of easy-peasy births with zero complications.
4) go to dinner with baby and Boy to celebrate his almost-done-with-Graduate-School-ness

...and I'm going to try and do all this on the 2.5 hours of sleep I got last night.

So, yeah. No brilliant and witty guest post today. Maybe tomorrow. Or next week sometime. Or when Lucy goes away to college.

Plus? The coffee this morning tastes really bad.

Erg.

And also: Bah.