Donotreply

I don't know about you, but I hate getting email from Donotreply. I'm not sure who this idiot is, but he or she had better leave me alone. I always send a scathing response telling this creep to step down.

Jake, Socialite

Jake has gotten as many emails as I have today: 1 each. His was from North Main Animal Hospital, who is laboring under the delusion that Jake still lives with us. Apparently he needs a fecal sample test and some shots.

My email was from Dennis. I don't need any tests as far as he knows.

Flood Gates, Creaking Open

Wow. What a week.

I'm slow getting back up to full blogging speed, likely due to extreme exhaustion and an unending supply of fresh photographs to edit. I have completed most of the vacation pics and you'll soon be very sick of them.

I'm back at the day job today as well, struggling like a tuna in a net. I've got loads of stale emails waiting for me, and some fires to put out.

So I will ramp up the posts as I can.

For now, here's me & my sweet little baby girl.

Shhh!!

We're going to get Zach an iPod Touch for Christmas as his big gift. One look at the way it handles a music library and it's ability to play movies in the car and he was hooked.

He'll love it, but I will to, especially because it will give him lots of practice typing emails and learning to use the web.

So, when he gets it, I will let you know...please send him an email or two, he'll love it.

(Send me a note if you don't already know what his email id is...it already exists but currently redirects to me).