Friday

it's Friday.

that could be all.

musical interlude while I think of something to say

Child1 is coming home from ski camp today. All three children are holiday for a week now. I guess life is just going to move from from peaceful and rural jazz club to something I discovered yesterday...the Vatican Commandos...

and, small, insignificant question, why are there no pictures of me that I can use for something official and why are my family incapable of taking a shot of (not at) me that makes me look reliable, professional and kind of not totally mental. And not ancient either. Surely it's not too much to ask?