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Wow, what a week.
First off, the biggest snow in London for fifteen years saw airports close, trains delayed, and me stay home Thursday - and all that after a mere 5 inches of the white stuff landed overnight. Just a light dusting by most standards, but hey, I’m not going to pass up a free snow day with E.
I spent a lot less time than I wanted with Emmie on Thursday and, frankly, for the last couple of weeks as I prepared for a significant launch at work. (‘Twas the bundle-launch of Gmail open signups, Google Docs & Spreadsheets, and Gmail for mobile.) It’s something of a shame because she’s developing so rapidly now - new words and opinions every day. My personal favourites are ‘mail’ (mail), ‘whaatch’ (rabbit), and ‘yellow’ (yellow). As for how ‘whaatch’ came to mean rabbit, I have no idea, but she says it all the time.
Anyhow, it’s 11pm on Friday night, now, and I’m slumped in my seat on the commuter line after a well-timed ‘team-building’ event that consisted of a trip to the Tate modern to ride the ballyhooed slide installation - a twisting, curving five-story slide that’s just as fun as it sounds. That was then followed by drinks at the Absolut Ice Bar, where everything between the floor and the ceiling is made of ice (stemware, too), plus dinner at some hoity-toity Moroccan joint. Probably a normal Friday night for a Londoner, but coming from the ‘burbs, it was a real treat.
The plan, of course, allows for Azure to get her payback on Sunday, with an all-day escape to London on her own. And I’m looking forward to a full day with Emmie. Sure, there’s that niggling fear that she’ll suddenly freak out without Azure around for such a long stretch (since that normally happens… when?) and who knows how I’ll keep her mind off of Bod/Boohbah these days (she can repeat those words for hours) but we’ll manage fine.
For now, TGIF.
