I really don’t have much of anything to share with the world today, though it’s been a couple of days since I posted anything (other than a few tweets), so, here’s something.

After last week’s constant “run the kid to camp every day” activities, which, among other things, proved that even a six year old boy can get completely and utterly sick of an amusement park after three straight days of it, this weekend was reasonably quiet; no big events, other than two quick trips to the pet store, once to buy some fish, and once to return a dead one (which made me sad; the little baby corydoras julii didn’t handle the stress of moving so well).

I spent a lot of quality time with the baby, and Colleen got herself on a serious cleaning tear, which always makes me happy; a little scared sometimes, but happy. We also had a tiny little birthday party for Catherine; just some cake and ice cream around the table. There are a handful of pictures in the gallery, I’ll leave you all to find them.

This week I’m back in DC, working through the last of the cases for this test pass. At the risk of talking about work here (which I try not to do a lot of, since nobody really cares), I’m really going to miss the team I’ve spent the last nine months or so with once we’ve wrapped. Sure, I’ll see most of them again on the next project, but there’s something about the group, and the room, that made this assignment really enjoyable.

Otherwise, that’s about it; I wait for the Obama Vice Presidential Text Message™ like everybody else; I’ve got a free lunch riding on it hitting tomorrow morning.

I suppose I ought to leave you with a link to cake wrecks, which I’ve seen all over the place in the last week, and made me laugh; it will probably make you laugh as well.

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* – there was no actual welding, just a lame pun. Sorry, oxy-acetylene fans. I guess I also owe apologies to fans of The Many Loves of Dobie Gillis, as there are no pretty ’60s TV blondes here. This is really going to skew my google hits, isn’t it?