My brother's roller shade snapped up.

Or, rather, really, he got, close to, what he deserved. I feel like we got some personal health care reform. I'd like to talk to the person that made the right decision today. But, really and truly, actually, the insurance company should not pay for the technical problem of a medical device company. But neither should my brother. I just am so happy and relieved. But I'm still very disturbed by this whole process that makes no sense to any level of common sense of how the world should function. Seriously. It is really messed up.

But we'll go ahead and take this round.

Life's work.

The other day I was reminded to watch how I answer questions posed by the IRS. Apparently, question number one is "Do you enjoy your job?" Whatever you do, don't say "yes." Only IRS accountants would consider enjoying your profession to be a declaration that it's really just a hobby.

So, I won't say it out loud, but I am up to 2am formatting a book -- multi-leveled text, tables, diagrams -- ah...order, organization, information, details, the beauty of a display font.

Well, my other "employers" are going to be awake in a few hours. Just don't make me answer question number one about that job....

You don't have to say it twice.

Once will work. Like, "x with vanilla bean custard and orange chocolate sauce." Or maybe custard with a raspberry sauce. Or maybe with ice cream and chocolate, but that's not really my favorite. Now, when my brother saw Food&Wine say this, well, he truly didn't have to say it twice to me. Let's just say it out loud...."Hazelnut profiteroles with blue cheese and grapes." There will be a lot to be thankful for.

Time in a bottle.

Time's up. Time to get going. Do you have the time? It's about time. Time! Time to make a change. Time flies. The best time of day. You have to make the time. I just don't have the time. I wish I had time. We need time to talk. Time to go! Is it time yet? How much more time? When will it be time? The time is now. Take your time. Wish I had the time. What time is it? Time for bed.

Time traveler.

It's time. For traveling. The pace of travel lately has been, well, fabulous. I love my children and I am quite a homebody that loves being in my house. And it always feels good to come home. But Seattle...rocked. Memphis...big value. Chicago coming up...out of this world. Three cities in six weeks. It just confirms one of my life priorities. I'm so happy to have made the time. T squared, baby.

Time flies.

Me: "I can't believe it's the Fourth of July!"
R: "Mom, it's the third of July."
Sigh.
Me: "I mean the Fourth of July time of year."
R: "Yeah, time goes by so fast. It's like we're in a car driving 100 miles an hour."

Nuh-uh!

"Aqua is more blue than green."
"No it's not."
"Yes, it is."
"Nuh-uh! Aqua is more GREEN than blue!"
"You're lying! Aqua is WAY MORE BLUE than green!!!!!!"
"Is not!!!!"
"Is so!!!!!!!!!"

Does anybody else have this problem at the breakfast table? I mean, really.