Rough day for Laura, I wound up sending her off to bed when we got home and feeding both kids by myself. While getting a meal of my own . . . which would be easy if any two people in this family could have identical meals. Well, Laura and I do sometimes, but I can't count on it because her stomach is being very unpredictable.
I'm not getting too frayed around the edges but I do get tired at times. One of the symptoms of stress mounting up: Watching The Terminator so I can see people having a worse day than I am.
But we still have fun. Laura was speculating on the lifespans of orcs--since they're descended from elves, do they still have elvish immortality? Or is there a fixed life span for orcs?
Contemplating the usual causes of death for orcs I replied "It's like how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop--the world will never know." Current Mood: tired