Another day driving the kids. Enjoy it while it lasts!
Inga is building a wood & fabric replica of the Wright Brothers airplane for a class project. My bedside table is covered with shishkebab sticks, toothpicks, and glue gun supplies.
I had a fairly tedious workday editing manuscripts (specifically, turning a video lecture into something that reads more like a written text). The material is interesting but the editing is tedious.
I have to exercise a wee bit of artistic license in turning speech into writing. When we speak, we stop and start. Our ideas sometimes go backwards and loop back around later on. It makes sense when you hear it, but not so much when it's written down. My job is to put everything back in proper order, eliminate redundancies, and add in the occasional word or phrase so that the intended meaning is clear.
For the first in maybe the history of our family, Eric made something that was a flop among all of the kids (a lamb dish). It may have been the cut of meat itself. Or maybe it was just that those ingredients didn't mix well with lamb. Who knows? Something smelled and tasted a little "off," even to me. Freeze family first. I joked, "Well, if we all start puking and having diarrhea tonight, we'll know it was food poisoning!"
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