I got to Baby Wrangle at yesterday's service. Our music director has a new baby, and his wife is also in the band, so someone has to hold baby Jesse while the band is playing. He's six weeks old and is tiny and adorable, so this isn't really a hard job to fill.
Meanwhile, the fairy godchild tried to take a drum solo:
My laptop is off to HP and they claim that I will have it back by the end of the week. I was able to get all the major files off of it using a borrowed battery, so I'm less worried than I was. Although I miss it terribly, and the kitty is upset. Clyde really enjoys napping on Dennis' computer chair when he's not in it, but now I'm using his computer, too, so the chair is rarely empty. And this will not do. The chair is on rollers, so one of the things she likes best is to jump onto the chair from the back of the loveseat, and go on a little chair-ride across the bare floor. Weeeee!
I have this weird heavy sadness right now. It takes five times the normal effort to do, well, anything. It's like living in jello.
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