I'm here, wine in hand.

Alex, even parents forget stuff like that once in awhile. Schools know that. I'm sure he didn't starve. The
babysitter?

I have three big projects to wrap up this week at work, and no one is getting me their sections in time. If they're late, my head rolls, regardless of why. I barely got our annual report to the printer on time yesterday. I am more than a little stressed about it. Plus I have J's 13th birthday party Saturday, and my dining room needs to be painted before then. Like,
needs it. It's primer right now. So I went and got the paint, and I hate what I got. It's eggplant, and it's going to look much darker than I thought. Since I paid $60 for it, I'm using it...but I'm scared.
I'm drinking Giant 47 Pound Rooster Cab. I'm thinking about a second glass.
