Sweet, sweet internet.
How I have missed you!
Enough of that, it's What Sid's Been Up To!
1. As I'm sure Our Boys are foremost in your minds (okay, I know they aren't, but I have a sick desire to shareshareshare about them. It's a miracle Min didn't kill me on Le Roadtrip because I kept going, "Oh! Jack and Stephen are sooooo adorable! Let me read this to you!" And I would, and it would be lame, and Min stopped looking at me when I giggled over my book out of sheer terror. Anyway...) I just finished The Mauritius Command. Jack has babies! Pullings, too! Stephen dislikes babies; doesn't see the point. Barrett's still learning to read. Jack's becoming something of an astronomer, but mostly to keep away from the house. Much possibility for hott observatory action. Stephen's a revolutionary and, as per usual, makes Jack's job a breeze without anyone even noticing. He's a great wife. Apart from that, there was a discussion in Mauritius that went something like this:
Jack: So what's going on?
Stephen: There's these French boats and they're coming.
Jack: *quizzical look*
Stephen: French boats! Coming for us! With cannons!
Jack: Buh?
Stephen: Barrett, help me.
Bonden: Jargon jargon, frigate, topgallants jargon nor-nor-west jargon jargon.
Jack: Well why didn't you say so? Let's kick their pansy French asses!
Bonden: Aye, sir. Jargon.
Stephen: *boggles, secures specimens*
On to Desolation Island! Hoorah!
2. goovie is the awesomest. Min and I saw her sing last night. Y'all should, too. Sing for us, goovs!
3. Toooooo many beads. Do you want some? Give me your address and I'll mail them to you. They really are a worthless currency; the leaden fruitcake, if you will, of the mid-twenties set. I mean, when you're at the parade you want them ALLLLLL. But then you have them and they're completely useless and you try to give them away to people in the real world and they look at you like a leper. "Go away," these looks say, "and pawn your shiny plastic diseases off on someone else." Mardi Gras is ridiculous.
Enough of that, it's What Sid's Been Up To!
1. As I'm sure Our Boys are foremost in your minds (okay, I know they aren't, but I have a sick desire to shareshareshare about them. It's a miracle Min didn't kill me on Le Roadtrip because I kept going, "Oh! Jack and Stephen are sooooo adorable! Let me read this to you!" And I would, and it would be lame, and Min stopped looking at me when I giggled over my book out of sheer terror. Anyway...) I just finished The Mauritius Command. Jack has babies! Pullings, too! Stephen dislikes babies; doesn't see the point. Barrett's still learning to read. Jack's becoming something of an astronomer, but mostly to keep away from the house. Much possibility for hott observatory action. Stephen's a revolutionary and, as per usual, makes Jack's job a breeze without anyone even noticing. He's a great wife. Apart from that, there was a discussion in Mauritius that went something like this:
Jack: So what's going on?
Stephen: There's these French boats and they're coming.
Jack: *quizzical look*
Stephen: French boats! Coming for us! With cannons!
Jack: Buh?
Stephen: Barrett, help me.
Bonden: Jargon jargon, frigate, topgallants jargon nor-nor-west jargon jargon.
Jack: Well why didn't you say so? Let's kick their pansy French asses!
Bonden: Aye, sir. Jargon.
Stephen: *boggles, secures specimens*
On to Desolation Island! Hoorah!
2. goovie is the awesomest. Min and I saw her sing last night. Y'all should, too. Sing for us, goovs!
3. Toooooo many beads. Do you want some? Give me your address and I'll mail them to you. They really are a worthless currency; the leaden fruitcake, if you will, of the mid-twenties set. I mean, when you're at the parade you want them ALLLLLL. But then you have them and they're completely useless and you try to give them away to people in the real world and they look at you like a leper. "Go away," these looks say, "and pawn your shiny plastic diseases off on someone else." Mardi Gras is ridiculous.