-we recently received a few bags of kid’s clothes from a friend of a friend of my mom’s. The friend is German, and we’re sure her friend was also German, because where the hell else would this ridiculous article of clothing come from except from a country whose inhabitants have been known to wear lederhosen?:

   Yes, those are pandas. In case you were struggling to identify the black and white blobs with the crazed lips and serial-killer eyes, the shirt’s manufacturer helpfully emblazoned a giant version on the ruffled (of course there’s ruffles) collar and stamped p-a-n-d-a all over the fabric. I can only guess this monstrosity was for saved for special occasions, such as “Mommy Hates Me Day” or “The Festival of Ugly Children: Let us Spit on Them”

-I’m frantically working on my new site, and will (crossmyfingerstoesallappendages) launch it tomorrow for y’all. It will overlap with this site until Lucy’s first birthday, Feb. 27

-my daughter is going to be a year. Holy crap, how did that happen?

-these past few days of work — like real, brain using, creative, thinking work — have left me wiped. Lucy’s been in daycare, so it really feels like I’m at a full-time job with picking her up, making dinner etc. Now I know what the craziness feels like…

-Jen (Eirinn’s mom) and I had our monthly dinner/movie night yesterday. She ruined my sour cream and onion popcorn by whispering that it smelled like dirty diapers. Jerk. Go see Music and Lyrics: it’s tres funny, fulfilling and the song is addicting

-do you think people will want ice cream with carrot cake?

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1. Tuesday bits
2. Lucy bits
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4. Lucy bits
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