Thursday plods along. A bit better now later on in the week, despite insipid idiots loitering about the office. The week has crawled with mounting deadlines and projects that are in mid-air and a dozen others still waiting to get off the ground. There's a million press releases that have to be written, pictures to be re-taken, a trade show booth for COMDEX to re-design, carpets to order, a Flash movie loop to create for the new flat panel monitor that will grace the face of our disgracefully old and falling apart booth, and of course the usual spam to bombard.
One of those weeks you would wish was over, yet not really because my dearest and nearest, husband and son, will soon be flying over 3000 miles to the East Coast of New Jersey. Vanishing for 13 days, so savoring the last day I get to spend with my terrible soon-to-be-two year old. He's still flies free until his second birthday. But, we dread his airplane behavior. The last time he flew was at 6 months, where he comfortably fitted on my lap. His voice level was considerably lower then and he didn't know about Whine and Tantrum. These days, both Whine and Tantrum are his best friends and follow him wherever he goes, especially in department stores, grocery stores, restaurants and all sorts of public places where people can hear very well, and see clearly to whom he belongs. Sometimes Scream and Shout tag along if he's in a grumpy mood. Ah. Well. Such is the life of an about-to-be-two, with four of his best friends. I still love him and have found ways to distract his four friends when the need arises. I hope his father has practised as well for the upcoming 5 hour trip.
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