It's been a big, strange, good week. One of my closest friends had a baby, which remains a wonderful and humbling thing for me to witness. Walking into the hospital, I got all worked up imagining my friend and her husband and their baby and remembering when Melissa had her baby at the same hospital just six months ago and when my friend Dorothy had her daughter four years ago, and thinking about when I had my babies four and a half years ago.
Then there's the new Playmobil in our lives. It arrived today, and I can't even begin to tell you what it means, I can only tell you it's the only reason I could blog.
Of course, there's also the release of the torture memos. I haven't read enough about that to be able to say much, but this is good.