* The MFA Minivan is still not doing well. I suspect it's the transmission, and as such will be providing comfort care only; I think D is just about shot, but 1 and 2 work okay so I'm getting around (I hate automatic transmissions, HAAAATE). To add insult to injury, I have to go to the DMV today for some paperwork relating to the freaking thing.
* Yesterday at the dentist we confirmed once again that the younger two MFA Children have very syndrome-y teeth (extremely delayed dentition, defective enamel). The hygeinist actually gave me a small heart attack by coming out to tell me they needed an extra x-ray of Little Child's mouth (she had started the appointment by telling me he wasn't due for any); his lateral incisors have been missing for several weeks now with no sign of permanent ones emerging, and they weren't able to feel the permanent ones up in his gums so were wondering if he, you know, HAD those. Fortunately the permanent teeth showed up on x-ray; they're nowhere near coming in and will likely take their sweet time but they're there. PHEW! Middly had some pitting of the crappy enamel on a molar that will turn into a cavity if we don't address it, so next week I'm taking him and Little Child both in for sealants.
* After the dentist, I picked up a late-in shift at work despite my cold and made decent money even after tipping the bar and runner according to the formula we use and tipping my busser $25 (a bit more than protocol dictated but he saved my arse when I was busy and I am generous with the bussers when they do that because obviously). So that was good.
* Eclecstasy continues to warm the cockles of my black little heart; there's a certain job there that is very tedious and involves repeating the same simple, two-second task for five hours straight. It doesn't pay much and the servers and bussers hate it when we have to take a turn at it because of that and the tedium. I pointed out to Management that this would be an ideal job for a developmentally disabled adult and that there are local organizations that supply workers with special needs and assign them job coaches to help get them up to speed. Yesterday we had a new team-member, a man with Down Syndrome who was delighted to take on the task and tackled it with a smile. Yay, Eclecstasy!
* Friday, 10/3 will be a pivotal day re: The Situation, so...we'll see.