Here I am, getting ready to take my husband to the airport.  This will be the first weekend (and first night, for that matter) I spend in Toronto without him.  Should be interesting.

He's off to, guess what, a geek conference!  And he'll spend this evening with Dave, of this I am quite jealous, I miss him.  I might have gone, but I was hoping to have a full-time job by this point, plus the expense of an extra plane ticket with Dave busy with the MS Ride the rest of the weekend didn't make sense.

I injured myself the other day so I will spend some time nursing that (much better already but ow), and some time dealing with domestic stuff, and some time out and about.