somehow I have managed to end up with all the children's friends sleeping over tonight, Rachel's friend Jade, Ian's friend Llewellyn, and Kirsten's friends Caitlin and Ted. Yup, Kirsten's friend Ted is sleeping over. His mother is apparently ok with this, although his dad did, I'm told, have something to say in the background about it being Ted and Two Girls...

I'm tired. I'm apprehensive about this week, I hired someone to help out at the Woodgrove booth while I'm doing the other one on Thursday but I have to train her on Monday. I hate training people. And the Super 7's gone to 20 million dollars. Ack.

Yup, got told on monday that they're letting me have the busier booth. unfortunately my stomach hates me currently, and is trying to kill me. not helped by having to fire Alison for chronic unprofessionalism. Which I did yesterday. I'm taking over the new booth next week, so am scrambling around to get all hookups etc accomplished, along with trying to write a paper on exhibitionism and a short paper on penal ideology. and it was open house at the school tonight. my children are smart but deeply strange, it seems. I'm kidding. Rachie's class has a guinea pig that is going to have a baby, and Rach insists on calling it a "he". Kirsten's teacher is dealing very well with Kirsten's current nonchalant phase. I'm impressed. Ian's teachers have picked out a new friend for him, an equally studious boy named Ryan. All in all, successful. Next week, I take over a booth that has been run by a legend named Roy for the last SEVENTEEN years. How long before people stop asking "where's Roy?" I'm thinking, oh, 2007.