Once again, Joy is pressed up HARD against me. I don’t think it’s just because it’s chilly, because it’s not that chilly at all, really; Coops doesn’t even need his sweater right now. I think…it’s because she loves me. She likes sleeping on papa. Liz is coming home...

Joy is…so…close to my keyboard right now, it’s almost impossible to type. She’s snuggled right up against my hip, pressed in super, SUPER tight. Sweet babe. Still…floaty. Didn’t hardly get anything done today besides work. Sigh. But, I did DJ. And I did laundry. And...

A scattered day. Lots of business. But not much done. Sigh. Feeling a little in a funk today. So, it’s early to bed. Gonna try the old get a good night’s sleep and wake up early routine. Watched Goldeneye, tonight, which I’ve always known as my generation’s...