It's a virtual Thursday for me, my previous corporation who I now contract for designated Friday and Monday as work holidays. That's two four day work weeks in a row, though with the risk of calls on the escalation/"management" cell.

That also means four days in a row to sleep in, or at least not get up by 6 am.

I'm still a "manager", the most recent org chart shows me in a box off to the side, with no underlings. I do have the power to set up and run meetings, and bug developers and other managers. Of couse, I've always had that power. I'm also the East Coast point of contact, so I can bug developers and managers. Most of them are on the East Coast, but not America's East Coast. I'm not expecting quick responses.

Eleven year old

Eleven year old is also off on Friday, and she has a dentist appointment that morning. Good timing for her! We may hit the Apple store after, she has a gift card and wants new headphones for her iPod, and it's close to her dentist. Other than that, yardwork and planting seedlings. She had a friend over a few weeks ago, and her mom was concerned about our backyard, there was a little too much banjo vibe to it. Mowing the lawn, planting the vegetable garden and picking up roofing debris will help.

In other eleven year old news, she's biked to school twice this week, and had her first wipeout. It had cooled down a bit and she wanted to ride a few blocks back and forth before starting her homework. She cut a corner wrong and blam!

We have good neighbors, a man walked her and the bike home, and the oldest applied her first aid knowledge. A few bruises, scrapes and a sore wrist give her a little more clout in the sixth grade biking world.

It ended up being a good bonding experience between the girls, they were both kvetching about sexism in Ultimate, girls never get thrown to. Not what you expect for a hippy game.

In other bike news, I replaced the tire and tube on my dad's bike, and am slowly getting it better shape. I had to go to Walmart for the tubes, Dick's had odd ones and Target didn't have any. I've misplaced many of my bike tools, where did my spoke tool go?

In motor-bike news, it's near the bottom of my priority list. Maybe when the garage has new eaves, it's been painted and the gutters are put back on. I might fit the front porch in there, too (painting and steps). Since eleven_year_old is going to be majoring in Visual Arts, she needs practice holding a paint brush.

Sixteen year old

We finally got sixteen_year_old's prom dress. I had to drive to the other side of the city after work to pick it up. I wanted to ask them to deliver it in the afternoon, when people are home, but that option was continually unavailable.

The good news is that one of the Girl Scout leaders is a good seamstress, and will alter the dress for your her. That saves a bit.

Mrs. Ha

Mrs. Ha is in a funk, she got notice on one job (Porsche_girl is getting a car), there was an unflattering picture posted from the Kidical Mass bike ride, her other job runs out in September, and new jobs are taking a while to show up. There's the whole barely making ends meet, too.

Plus, Irish_girl got married, and Mrs. Ha found out on Facebook. The situation is odd, and Mrs. Ha's bridesmaid dress is unworn and unreturnable.