Look--

at this tiny darling:

Her name is Naomi Chloe, born late last night. Just one day old. 

Weekend stats.

Peaches: 16, from two vendors.

Nectarines: 3 exorbitantly priced ones, from our fruit guy, who has a very high opinion of his fruit in general, and his nectarines in specific.

Movies: 1, unless you count watching A Few Good Men on AMC for the zillionth time, in which case: 2. Wait! also significant portions of The Misfits on TCM, because it was Montgomery Clift day, which we watched while laying around this afternoon and also reading portions of a Swedish mystery novel.

Pants purchased on sale at the Gap: 4 pair, cute if I do say so myself.

Successful technology challenge sorted: new charger for my Macbook Pro, which was (I bet you can guess this:) failing to charge.

Dollars spent to sort technology challenge: 0. That is "zero." That's because of the brilliant Apple Store Genius, Tomasi, who figured out, I guess, that my charger was still warrantied, or something? Anyway, Tomasi was awesome. Tomasi is a solutions provider.

Syllabi finished, worked on, or started: 0. That is also "zero." I have no further comment to make on this point.

Fantastic culinary adventures: 1. I made harissa, to go with roasted potatoes omg it was aMAzing. It was for my poetry group.

Birthday girls who ate pancakes with us: 2. At Dee's! --a brief panegyric on Dee's: unpretentious; full of cheerful folk but still with a table to be had, without any waiting whatsoever; with the best hash browns I've had in quite some time, and, judging from the several bits I stole from one birthday girl's chocolate chip pancakes, with an excellent chocolate chip pancake.

Rating, on a scale of 1-10, with 1 being "hideous" and 10 being "stellar," of the weekend overall, thus far: pretty much perfect.

Pictures.

In case you're wondering, whilst holding the baby and watercoloring lots of pictures and walking into the village once and picking the girls up at school, we have watched High School Musical 1, 2 & 3, as well as many episodes of Glee. I am developing many opinions about the signifier that is the musical, and in general having a swell time. Also, I am sampling the great wealth of UK flavors of crisps (read: potato chips). It is a culture-fest, I tell you!

Leaving Las Vegas.

The historian and I drove the British Invasion down to Las Vegas, whence they entered the U.S. and whence they would depart.

Historian and Evie

Asleep in the car

Historian, driving like the wind

Daughter

Moon over St. George (the night before we left them)