Well, Muses was put off and rescheduled for tomorrow… I was all disappointed at first, but given that it is FREEZING and RAINING (and occasionally sleeting & hailing) tonight, I think I’m glad. But tomorrow it’s going to be a lot later, so that’s not so great. And still cold. Grrr. Oh well, gives me more time to practice the butt-twitch! How do you dance while holding a flag? I have no idea. Maybe there’s a Wikihow 
When I was in the hospital after Calliope was born, I kept asking them if they would tell me what blood type she is, but they wouldn’t. So I ordered a testing kit online — she is B+, like Mike. I knew it!
Went out to a diner the other day for lunch. It was straight out of some bygone era — all countertops and white bread and large helpings of breakfast goodies dripping with butter and processed cheese. Delicious. It even had a bunch of different pies, just like oldskool diners are supposed to have, so Mike and I got a slice of apple pie for dessert. And they fried it. They fried the pie! Fried pie!! It was soooo good.
I know I had other tidbits but my brain is gone on holiday. I now own 4 skirts and a dress. isn’t that weird? Mike took me shopping yesterday at American Apparel yesterday. I never wear skirts. Or dresses. It’s one of my great failings as a wife, apparently. It seems that all their skirts and dresses can be worn in about 40 different ways. Too bad I’m a hopeless case when it comes to these kind of creative, convertible things…
Time to feed the beast. I’m late tonight. Man, I’ll be glad when the 4AM feeding goes away!
tired