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Time to get going on my day. The baby's starting to make little hungry noises but she's still asleep, so I don't really know how much time I have.

I've just put the kettle on, so now I *know* how much time I have.

Yesterday, I did a pretty thorough clean of the bathroom and (with fuzzpsych's help) a pretty decent job of the floors, including a general straightenting up of the livingroom. That leaves the laundry (it's going to be a big job...big enough to split over two days) and a few odds and sods before we have to pack and go to Toronto.

I really really don't want to go. Everytime we go out somewhere, strangers comment on how healthy Shannon looks. Most of the time we just nod and smile. We *know* she's not healthy, and that her colouring is due to a still shiny-out-of-the-box new hybrid procedure and some heavy duty heart medications. But this was only a temporary step...now the real fun begins.

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For the second time, a vehicle has struck the building. Weird.

EDIT: No really, this did happen. A pick-up truck, after being cut off by some boob in a red car, swerved and ended up crashing into both the concrete porch steps and yew out front. The railing was knocked off and the truck was totalled. The driver, however, was not seriously injured, which is damned lucky.

About five years ago, another car (I can only remember it being blue), drove between a lamp post and the hedge on the front lawn and was stopped by the chimney breast (that the landlord had just paid to be repaired not a few weeks previous). The gas main was less than a metre away, but was untouched. Which is really really good because it could have been a lot worse than some scuff marks on concrete and some paint embedded into them.

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The best way to have your baby teethe: being under anesthetic or on a morphine drip for the worst of it.

The downside: the reasons for that baby being under anesthetic or on a morphine drip.