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Yesterday…

• Marcus broke a glass and sliced the tip of his finger picking up the pieces.
• Rebecca threw a glove onto the stairs and then slipped on it on her way down, knocking the wind out of her.
• We knocked the ice out of the gutters. The gutters may be goners. (They were goners anyway, they are just even more so now.)
• The kids learned that tunneling through packed snow to build a snow fort is not as easy as the movies make it seem.
• I learned that snow sucks.

Yesterday…

• I drove the kids to Costco and got garbage bags, milk, juice, and coffee. Lots of coffee. (Instant coffee.) When the world ends, we will at least have coffee to keep us from becoming zombies.
• During Rebecca's ballet lesson, I walked down to J.E. Rice with Marcus, Madeline, and Abby; we ended up spending $20 on clearance LED Christmas lights.

Yesterday…

• We did schoolwork for the first time since Christmas. Things went smoothly, except that Marcus had apparently stayed up way too late Sunday night so he was a total grouch until threatened with an enforced naptime. Asking Madeline to be quiet is an exercise in futility—I told him that it wasn't her fault he stayed up too late.
• I went to ballet class for the first time in two weeks. Pain! Agony! And midway through class, my arms got all spotted, like prickly heat but smooth. I have serious doubts about the crab soup I ate beforehand.

Yesterday…

• I made a plugin options page for my whatever-the-heck-it-is and started sorting out shortcodes from filters from configuration settings.
• I upgraded three more installations of WordPress to 2.9.
• I made an options page for my framework/theme thing. It updates options! It has multi-dimensional arrays!

Yesterday…

• The house heat broke. Then Matthew fixed it. (Because, actually, he broke it in the first place. Minor detail.)
• I picked up some LED Christmas lights from the hardware store for $2 per string. Madeline and Becca now have colored crystals all over their bunk bed; Marcus used his to decorate the Nerf gun hanging on his wall. (I totally want to go back for more on Monday.)
• Chinese food did not agree with Abigail at all. More laundry. Lots and lots of laundry.
• I made guacamole. Mmm, guacamole.

Yesterday…

• I converted most of http://bajada.net/ from Textile to Markdown. Certain behaviors in Textile were giving me conniptions, like enclosing perfectly fine <div>s with <p>s just for the heck of it. I was in the midst of recoding shortcodes as filters to avoid this behavior when I threw in the towel. (Yes, I know about notextile... No, it was not sufficient.)
• I made mongolian beef for dinner. Zakk came over, we remarked on how Kenny vs. Spenny has totally jumped the shark.
• I resolved some issues with my tab shortcode. It just needs some JavaScript tweaking and for me to sort out how to do nice ids.
• Madeline and I watched Alma together. Sweet and horrifying at the same time.

Yesterday…

• L. and I met up at House of Bounce for their morning bounce session. Abigail managed to spit up all over my shirt in spite of careful handling. Marcus sprained his wrist. Madeline refused to leave. Good times!
• I made an awesome hot crab dip and crostini to bring over to my weekly girls'-night-in with L.
• Abigail woke up from a nap and her mosquito bite was well on its way to being infected, so we took her to Emergicare. Antibiotics for the next week, etc. (As I write this, it already looks much better.)

Yesterday…

• I took Madeline to storytime at the library. She sat on the carpet with the other kids, made a bear puppet, and had me all to herself for an hour.
• Becca turned eight. I made an angel food cake (from a box, I'm no martyr) and pizza from scratch. And gluten-free pizza for Matthew because I love him so.
• I cleaned and reorganized the kitchen countertops up to the oven. Tomorrow, the stovetop and the top of the refrigerator. Fear.

Yesterday…

• The kids had a makeup swimming lesson since their Wednesday lesson was rained out.
• We drove to the hospital so I could have an ultrasound. (No, not that kind of ultrasound.) My chest was gelled and squished and generally made uncomfortable for a diagnosis of nope, nothing. (Which is good, a diagnosis of nothing is good, just uncomfortable.) Marcus and Becca watched Spongebob in the waiting room while I strapped Madeline into her stroller and fed her jellybeans. The ultrasound tech was highly amused with the jellybean technique. I hate Spongebob.
• We stopped by the fabric store to pick up thread, and Bloom to pick up hot dog buns and lettuce.
• I vacuumed the living room and kitchen and Swiffered the kitchen.
• Matthew brought home a washer and dryer from Craigslist. I now have a washing machine that does not sound like a twin turbo jet engine when it runs the spin cycle. Also? I no longer have to turn it to spin cycle manually. I can actually wash a load of laundry without having to babysit every cycle change!
• The old washing machine, in a fit of pique out of a Stephen King novel, burped water the entire trip down the stairs. Much cursing ensued. A sledgehammer cannot be taken to it soon enough.

Yesterday…

• The kids did their swimming tests at Stonewall Park Pool. Rebecca passed RC Level 3, Marcus almost passed—he failed the backstroke. No big deal, though, as they've still got four more weeks of classes ahead of them
• We went to Costco. I would love shopping there if only they would stop creating massive traffic jams with their sample stations. We picked up ground beef and buns for burgers on the 4th.
• I unearthed entries from my previous server and wrote a script to translate the PostgreSQL Movable Type entries (and comments) into MySQL WordPress INSERT statements. Pasted them into the SQL tab of phpMyAdmin and suddenly I've got 41 more posts from 2004. I dread writing the Perl parser to do the next batch—HTML only. Possibly from Greymatter. Scary stuff.