You know you're addicted to your calendar if you can't even remember what you have done in the last few days without checking the schedule past. According to my Treo, on Friday night I went down to Mom's to have dinner with the family in celebration of Faye's 33rd birthday.
Here's a picture of Jane hiding the bottle from her daughter, Isabella, who was, a moment before, depositing milk between each of her little toes (Faye is laughing on the left):
And, for a close-up of the cutie, here is M.s., holding little Bella (note the Black Dog shirt we got on the Vineyard for the mischievous girl in purple pearls with her Mommy's curls):
Saturday night we went to SDSU to check out the student exhibit, and ran into some old friends. And yesterday, well, yesterday was a work day. So, I did some work. Today, I'll do some more. I'm upping the productivity quota. Because next week, I'll be in New York. Back to work!