This year? Worst than last year ( Read more... )

This is left in the lab for Isa with a little thanking her for the books.

A gift certificate to a movie is left on Connie's desk with a note of thanks for the DVDs.

Usually I can work at home and Aidan just plays quietly in living room, but apparently they've been learning Christmas songs at daycare. And he's practicing. At the top of his lungs.

The party was interesting and apparently one of the more tamer ones he's had (apparently they used to let the hookers out of lockup when there was a party at the precinct).

And now Uncle Ray is determined to not let Aidan become a lawyer. Aidan is going to be meeting a police dog. I think it's a little too soon, but he does like dogs.

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Going to Uncle Ray's retirement party tomorrow. Old drunk cops. Should be fun. And most of my dad's family pretty much hates me. But I owe Uncle Ray.

Never let your kid suggest your Halloween costume in front of your mother.

I'm actually thinking about just skipping the party this year.

(OCC: Thought that I should finally post this because I know Cassie's dying to read it.)

( Email to Colin MacManus )

So on Saturday my mom surprised me with tickets for tomorrow's game. I haven't been to an actual game in forever so it'll be nice. I'm not a die hard fan like some people I know (*cough*Connie*cough*), but I try to catch a game when I can. Aidan is coming (she even got him a little jersey) so I'm not sure how much of the game I'll actually see.

Thank God the strike is over.

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Just when I thought the world might not be such a crazy place (I've recently come resigned to the fact that pervs are an unfortunate part of humanity) Rob Enslow decides to settle down and a public defender gets mowed down.

Life sucks.