Today

* Girl Scout Cookie booth-sales begin. I hope to move 300-400 boxes, as we're downtown on a busy corner. Despite the current rain-drenched lushness of the local fauna, I'm really hoping for a couple of dry, sunny weeks. Or at least weekends.

* Did almost three hours of freelance work. This is more surprising than one would think, if one didn't know all the other chaos going on.

* Got SG out of the house. Her boyfriend is coming to dinner tonight, which meant I put chicken in to marinate before I began to work on anything else, so that after we get back from cookie sales we can just heat up the grill and food will happen. SG is agonizing over her the Silk Spectre costume she wants to make/wear to Watchmen tonight. I have gracefully looked over the tops of my glasses and pointed out that Mama is Out of the Costume Biz this week.

* Taking Spouse to a doctor's appointment so that he can in turn drive me and Avocado downtown for the booth sale. Car is now loaded with cookies in preparation therefore.

* On return from cookie sale: chicken, rice, broccoli, apple crumble. Also fatigue and sore feet, but wotthehell, bill.

* Tomorrow, more cookie sales. Also, niece and her boyfriend arrive to stay for a couple of days.

It is, as klages often notes, a Rich, Full Life.

Mouth Agape

Anyone here remember the 1980's Saturday morning Watchmen cartoon? No?

And yet, there's an excerpt. The mind boggles, just cause it can.

CookieWatch Day 1

Three hours at Chevron Tower, downtown on Market and Sutter. Cold. My feet hurt. Sold 270 boxes of cookies, which is good but not great.

Tomorrow morning, selling down the block for the Saturday am crowd. Hope to sell 70 boxes. Will see.

Sunday afternoon, selling downtown at 4th and Powell, a busy corner with (I hope) heavy traffic and many hungry people.

And then it's next week, suddenly.