Whatsa matter? Not interested in having your mom call?

Can you please find out if there's a lower cost alternative to calling you?
posted by irene at 11:39:00 PM

Where the hell are the digital pictures?

AHEM.

Have you taken any?

Mom cooked a kick-ass dinner tonight, presenting with appetizers first. And, you'll never believe this, Dad opened an expensive bottle of wine he's been hoarding for years. As he repeatedly kept telling us, the bottle sells for $80ish. When prompted as to how such a financially conservative shopper would be in possession of said wine, it came to light the bottle was indeed a gift. Har. But very very very delicious. Mom and I decided a drunk Dad is always better given the choice, so we're going to try and keep him liquored up in the future.

While you're off concerned about your outdoor activity, we'll be taping up the windows and preparing for snow.

Have you seen the hooplah the security administration set off in the states? Dad has yet to download and print FEMA's Preparation Guide. We were joking around last night that it'd be pointless anyway. And if the local media has it correctly, we're already too late.

Bleh.

And just for fun there was an electrical fire in Penn station tonight, stopping all LIRR traffic out east. Timed perfectly to coincide with peak rush commute time.

And there you have it. An update from Holtsville.
posted by irene at 5:35:00 PM

So you know, it's like the second coming of Christ when you publish anything. Printers in a frenzy, color ink abounding, your contributions are immediately lauded in these rural circles.

Happy Valentine's Day.
posted by irene at 4:21:00 AM