Stolen internet.

Jason came home and told me we’re going to Virginia this weekend (okay), and we’re going rightthissecond (…okay), and GET PACKED!, because we ALREADY LEFT PEOPLE (okay!okay!okay!). I’m trying to write this in the five minute window before he notices I’m not packing or checking on laundry.

I haven’t updated in a few days because I’ve been working on a site design. This layout was only supposed to be temporary, and it’s run its course. I had a dream about some code I should do (yeah, I actually dream about stuff like that; although most of my dreams involve defeating people on battlefields or running companies). So. Anyway. I’ve been working on that. It’s in the early stages, but I thought I’d be able to bust that out next time we talked, and then you’d forgive me for being away. This is my tactic in most areas of life. If I don’t see you for a year or two, I owe you a car upon my return.

Basically, I’m here now and empty-handed. New design: absent. Funny stories: few. I was going to tell you that Jason is VP of his company’s Fun Committee, which is kind of cute but that’s the whole story and punchline in one sentence. His responsibilities include things like sending party invites and remembering to pick up the cake.– Yeah, I know. It’s not as hilarious as I thought it would be, either. Kids? Um, Addie announces herself everytime she enters a room. “IT’S ADDIE!” Then she goes around and makes every other person introduce themselves, too. Then she applauds. Sometimes she has a microphone that came from a McDonald’s Happy Meal. This is as close to Vegas as I’m ever going to get.

Elias is exactly the same as always. He drew a picture of me today that I wanted to paste here (and maybe I still will, tonight, when we get to Sharman’s), but it’s my favorite ever because my hands are grossly disproportionate to my arms and body. Sure, I look deformed, but they’re dainty little hands. Heh.

OH CRAP JASON JUST CAME DOWN.

–He just came to tease me about taking the entire company out to lunch on our dime. He knows I’m a penny pincher. (“What are you writing about me, there?” he laughed.)

So. I’ve been drafted again– I have to go. I hope everyone has an amazing Memorial Day weekend (and if you’re not celebrating Memorial Day, just have an amazing General Weekend). Be back with a shiny new present for you soon.