. . . are so dumb, they make my head explode. They have even less-subtle consumerism than most of the v. un-subtle rags on the market. Fear! The world is out to GET YOUR BABY, and also, ALL THE OTHER BABIES ARE SMARTER/FASTER/WALKING EARLIER/TALKING SOONER THAN YOURS. So here, buy this!
I think I’ll stick with National Geographic.
I go back to work in 4 days. waaaaaaahhhh.
(Shhhh, don’t tell anybody that part of me is excited to have something to get up for in the morning. But most of me wishes it was a job I liked a little better. And also, only about 4 hours a day. And also, that it paid more. And while we’re wishing? I wish I had a personal valet who followed me around all day handing me drinks to sip and rubbing my shoulders, while I made my high-powered decisions. Even in staff meetings. ESPECIALLY in staff meetings.)
(PPS, I’m going to miss Jack a lot.)
(PPPS, Patrick will bring him up to see me at lunch some days of the week, so that makes it easier.)