Miscellaneous

Matthew has a cold.  So far, Peach and I haven't succumbed, and I'm hoping that means he's just getting something we've already had or that it's a sinus infection which we won't get.  Fingers crossed.  I've actually been not-sick for a little over a week, which is feeling pretty close to good health.

There really isn't a lot to report on.  Peach is crawling, cruising, and babbling like crazy.  She's a bit of a daredevil, like her father (I am much more risk-adverse), and I am living in fear of her climbing out of her crib; the mattress is on the next to lowest setting, and we'll move it to the lowest soon. 

I know I mentioned before that Peach is scared of bubbles.  Not in the tub, but the kind that come out of a bottle.  I have been working on desensitizing her by (ineptly) blowing bubbles while she is eating in her high chair.  She no longer freaks out or whines, but is very serious and watches me intently.  I have gotten her to pop a couple of bubbles with her fingers when I "catch" them and hold them out for her.  Progress.

The weather has been crappy - unseasonably cold and dreary - so I haven't worked in the garden or on re-purposing the china cabinet (painting it a bright pink).  I have done quite a bit of contract work, which keeps me happy.  The last two memos really wrote themselves, and I *love* it when that happens. 

I had an adverse ALJ decision reversed for my client - great news, ordinarily - but it wasn't on the merits, it was because the ALJ didn't record the hearing, so there was no record to support the decision.  I'll take what I can get, but redoing the hearing?  Maybe we'll get a different ALJ. 

Because Matthew is sick, and because he usually takes out the trash Sunday night/early Monday morning, we missed garbage pick up.  I had a nightmare that the reason we missed garbage pick up was because we were doing Trading Spaces, and then when the garbage company did show up, they were pissed that the garbage bins were full of old clothes, which we'd had to strip off of the walls because Hildi had done our room.

Note to self 1: no more Trading Spaces before bed.
Note to self 2: order dumpster.