*sporfles*

My husband just stopped vacuuming, and said (let me see if I can get this down accurately...) :

Farscape for vacuum cleaners. The broom from the Sorceror's Apprentice looks into the wrong cupboard, finds a Cyberman, and gets turned into a vacuum cleaner. "It's a broom! A living broom!" Hence, Talyn.

Deducting a few points for grammar and general coherence, but... he's awesome. And wonderfully geeky.

work and stuff

Life is about to drastically change.

This week, the husband will be in Japan - so the kidlet and I will be home by ourselves. The next week, I will start working three days a week, while the husband drops down to three days too.

I am simultaneously excited and terrified. What if my son doesn't remember me after a whole nine hours apart? What if I forget how to read and totally fail at my job? What if aliens land?

...hopefully it will all be fine.