Whoops, How Time Does Fly

Whoops, it's 11:30pm already. Doh. I just spent two delightful hours on the phone with my dear friend Galila discussing all sorts of parenting, childbirth and general life balance issues. So much as I'd like to actually record a few of said discussions for posterity, the pragmatic part of me knows it's time to pop some Sudafed (did I mention that I'm *still* f**king sick? Grrr. This snot can go away aaaaany time now, really) and go to bed. Right. Now. More thoughtful and complete weekend report tomorrow, I hope.