We’ve been working pretty much non-stop for the past couple of months on a website redesign. The birth was Monday, thank goodness. It’s meant we have had very little time to do anything but work, sleep, and eat except for the odd party.

I knew things had reached a bad place when A.C. Nielsen (the ratings people) called about a week ago, and asked if I had been to the movies in the past two months. “No,” I answered sadly. “Has anybody else in the house been to the movies in the pst two montyhs that I could speak to?” the lady asked. I looked over at Chuck, sitting on the couch staring at the TV, shellshocked after working a twelve hour day, and said, “No, sorry.” “Well,” she said brightly, “You can’t help us then! Have a good evening!” and hung up.

A new low: rejected by the Nielsen people.