Bad news: I'm having hot flashes again. Luckily I still have plenty of vitamin A but with a few months until I can afford health coverage, it is a Definite Suck. Meh.
AT&T Wireless never sent the replacement for my brother's cell phone, which was stolen from his stuff while he was working Sunday and returned the next day because someone "accidentally" picked it up and it didn't have service (I called and had service suspended about an hour after the phone was taken). Dad called from work today and they're sending a new one express, but in the meanwhile Dave is cranky about having to use his old phone because it's in rough shape.
Not-so-bad news: the time for the duck derby (the first batch of flyers and assorted paperwork I illustrated and laid out for Cougar Pride) was changed this week so I have to print and cut apart ONE HUNDRED iterations of "4:30" (50 each in two sizes to seamlessly cover the old time), then put them on all of the currently distributed flyers. If Himself does the driving, it'll have the added benefit of helping him learn Evergreen.
The test run for the duck derby was this morning and we found the water slide doesn't support doing heats of 100 ducks, so instead of 10 heats of 100 and a final of 10, it looks like we'll be doing 40 of 25, two of 20, and then a final of a yet-to-be determined number. Luckily a single heat takes about 30 seconds. I've been asked to do whiteboard duty since I have clear handwriting, but it depends on whether Himself will take Laurel during that time.
Good news: Since Himself refuses to dress up, Laurel and I are either going to be the tiger and Roy (his suggestion, she'd be the tiger) or Goliath and Jojo from Jojo's Circus (I already have most of the costume and it'd be easy to turn her into a lion).
This year's pumpkins are still in decision, but one is definitely going to be Bert and Ernie watching the sunset from a convertible (it's the last page in the Sesame Street uber-coloring book I used for her shirt designs a few months back). We have nixed the B-24 Liberator in honor of Uncle Stir because it's hard to find an angle in which it's unequivocally identifiable as a B-24 (it looks like a stripped-down A-10 in a top view). I'm open to any aircraft recommendations, though if I haven't decided by next Saturday I'll do a B-52H because they are the shit and I have a model to work from for the sketch. I am debating doing a belated 30-year AFA pumpkin for Dad since I wasn't here last year to do it (he enlisted in Jan 1972).
Himself is keeping an eye on his mother's house this weekend, so we may go out Saturday afternoon (after mountain_hiker comes by, of course) and catch the second Matrix movie wherever it's showing in Denver before the new one comes out next month.
And the really, really good news: tonight is the CIRCUS! Ringling Bros. at the Denver Coliseum, dinner at the Garlic Knot beforehand. Pictures to come.