All that pops up on my screen is this.
I swear, technology will never be my friend.
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When's your next day off, Mel? Want to go to the courthouse?
If you can be there, your mother and I are getting married Thursday morning at a courthouse here in the city. We're limiting to just the kids, and we'd love you to be there.
Which of these little icons did we say was the "hey friend, I need your help" bat signal?
We've got some decisions to make, love.
I have to attend one of those awful black tie gallery openings this weekend. It's in LA. Want to be my date?
Tell me the truth, how panicked are you that we'll go from two kids to five overnight?
ALSO. You know what we haven't done in a while? A vacation. Something longer than a two day honeymoon (and even that was a year ago. Holy shit.)
I have a few requests for Valentine's Day that probably will make me sound like a raging bitch that doesn't like f un. Permission to proceed anyway?
Bilbo gave me the Arkenstone when he got here.
I'll be in Hawaii this week. Are you on your normal schedule?
So.