Caterwauling

I talked to John today about Shan. She’s still in the hospital, under observation at the moment. Seems the baby’s heart stopped beating twice. Both girls are fine now, and John is calm. He said they might end up wanting to induce labor, if that happens again.

I cried for a half hour (I was sitting in Van Dorn traffic anyway, which is also a tear-jerker during rush hour). Shawn called and invited me over, and I’m headed there now — he just got the Season One DVDs of “Strangers With Candy.”

Send happy thoughts to Shan, John and little Alexandria, OK? Thanks! :*

Bryan, as he started to lift my mattress: “Oh, the stories this mattress can tell!”

Me: “If there were a movie made about the life of my mattress, it would be called ‘Toy Story.'”

We survived! My strong cadre of good-looking men had me moved within five hours, although it took all five of us to carry my hulking entertainment center.

I love the new place, minus the army of multiple-legged critters I’ve killed and the fact that the shower doesn’t work. I had to drive back to the old place to bathe today, and I had to do it fast to be here for the Comcast five-hour window.

On my first day with cable/internet, I’ve already experienced the ineptness of my new cable company. Seems they can’t support Mac OS 8.6, but I told them to install the Internet service anyway, as that’s all I wanted when they persuaded me into getting digital cable. But I am loving the digital — I have all the MTV channels, including the all-’80s music one. w00t!

More stories to come … but I’ve got a lot of blog-reading to catch up on right now!