Mood: mildly frustrated
Music: Danny Boy

Morning pages entry: Just start typing Bert. Something will come out. This is just an exercise, kind of like the walk you just took and picking up the viola for the first time in months. Something to keep you in practice. Can you manage that. of course I can. Ooh! Multiple personality demonstration. What fun! And now the baby has come to play. What shall we do today, Little One? Are you feeling better? No more throw-up? I know dry heaves are such playtime- NOT! Hey! You've finally eaten some of your toast. When I came in all you'd done was lick the butter off, and I gave it to you before I went on my walk. Mom's in the shower so it's all me at the moment. As usual she's discovering things on the floor to play with. Why she can't play with her own toys I don't understand. She seems to get bored so easily. Mood swing city. Well, now she's discovered my change purse again. She's managed to open it. I'll stop her when she starts to get inside, but as long as she's just fiddling with the thong it should be all right. Thong- as in leather cord used to close the pouch. Get your mind out of the gutter blockhead! Oh! Excuse me, gentle reader. Guess I let my frustration for not being able to find any of my music supplies get to me. I don't know that I've brought that stuff over from my folks yet though. Something to pick up next trip. Of course, Caitlyn won't do something unless she thinks it's her idea. I tried to show her something to make both our lives more agreeable and she refused to play along. I really do need a new cord for this pouch. It's seen better days, but that's when you know it's well used, well loved. It used to get lots of looks, now it's just mundane. Everyone's seen me with it for years now. Mom and Dad have their issues with it of course, but I found a woman that doesn't mind in the slightest. So many reasons to marry her- *sigh*Okay, enough of the sappy stuff. How much have I written? Erin's getting out of the shower. This should be enough. Just more peek at the life of Bert. Tata!