That didn’t work

I had a busy weekend. And week. I said I was going to update on weekends, didn’t I? I didn’t even fold all my laundry, which is my other weekend task. There’s 4 or 5 baskets sitting around here and there, things spilling over the side as we pull what we need from them each day. My tulips are up, and we bought pansies and more yesterday, after the crowds.

Ron went to San Fransisco last week and yes he had a great time and yes I am jealous. He got to hob nob with the big names and the little ones and sit and work in the Automattic offices and tinker away at the 3.0 version of WordPress coming soon to a dashboard near you. (pics here here and here)

I got to stay home and work work work.

As a side note, he always (okay, sometimes) complains I interrupt him too much to get any work done until everyone goes to bed. But all by my lonesome in my office, I really managed to pull quite a few things out of my… well, I got organized and stuff.

Ron brought home yet another WordPress book and this one we are thanked in the acknowledgments. (Thanks Brad!) We don’t even need last names, because we are Ron-and-Andrea you know. Yes, the children think this is the funniest/weirdest thing ever.

Also on the up side he brought home gobs of stickers and things. Want one? I can give you a couple or ten. And a pin. We have two new shirts and a mug too. The olive shirt looks fabulous on Meaghan, and after the next trip I think everyone in the house will have a WP shirt. Firmly drinking the kool-aid here, it’s purple.

Speaking of adorable children:

Ahhh, there we go. I held & stared at Isabella on Saturday and wished Kaytlyn happy first mother’s day. I got a brag book of photos all printed out for me too. Now I need to hassle my neighbours and make them look at MY grandchild.

Such a hardship, see?

Anyway, Sarah is here for the week too. I bought her a domain name for her to make a portfolio. Work is swimming along and we are firmly booked until at least September, and I have someone penciled in for then too. Looking forward to Chicago. Oh, and I did another interview yesterday for the WordCast podcast. I’ll let you know when it’s up.

In between I am writing. Or staring at a page. Or editing. Lots and lots of writing for a few different things, along with reading, sorting mentally and thinking. I have all sorts of thoughts that I think I should probably gather and stuff in a blog post, but they flit here and there on twitter and forget the rest. Sometimes they hold on, wispy. Sometimes I just lean over and hold that warm hand near me and share it. Mostly, that’s enough.