This kid sends email

Sunday, October 29, 2017
A while back, Andy gave The Biscuit an email address. Ever since she usually sends messages that are mostly just emojis and a few short sentences.

Apparently, now she thinks I'm tech support. I do like that the emojis are perfectly appropriate.

Snow day play date

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Don't forget the bacon

Sunday, March 5, 2017
The Biscuit likes to send emails with a few words and lots of random emojis. She just sent me one from her iPad from across the room and then promptly walked over.

P: Did you get the message I sent you?
Me: Yes! Thank you!
P: I went crazy with the food emojis. Sorry I forgot the bacon. I know you like bacon. I'll send you another message.

New Message:
I'm so happy ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ‘ณ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŸ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿง๐Ÿซ๐Ÿก๐Ÿป☕️๐Ÿต๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿท๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿธ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅ

I'm not really into chocolate or beer but this kid knows me too well. 

Going offline

Friday, January 20, 2017

The departure of President Obama is really getting to me. Done waiting for some kind of political miracle, I am in mourning over the end of his era and the start of what can only be described as a four-year shit show.

So, see you later, news and social media. For the next few days, instead of paying attention to the inauguration coverage and the first days of the Toupee Fiasco 45th president, I will be:
  • Going to see "Hidden Figures." Based on a true story, it is a movie about a team of African-American women who provide NASA with important mathematical data needed to launch the program's first successful space missions.
  • Going to a museum. Museums throughout NYC are opening their doors, free of charge, in honor of Inauguration day.
  • Finishing a book. A close friend wrote "American Philosophy: A Love Story," and I'm about 2/3 of the way through. My nightstand is piled high with books I've been meaning to start (or finish) and today's the day that stack gets a little bit smaller.
  • Taking a nap while curled up in a ball trying to manage my anxiety about The Biscuit's future as it relates to the incoming administration.
  • Writing letters to people I care about. Not email; ink-on-paper correspondence in my less-than-elegant handwriting. There will be a cup of tea nearby and great music on.
  • Visiting with friends. I'm picky about the people I allow into my circle. Those precious few are scattered all over the world but I make an effort to visit them in person when I can. Social media is great for staying in touch but the ability to hug someone and laugh together is irreplaceable.
  • Celebrating a new mother. A smart, beautiful woman I love and respect is preparing to have her first baby. With the world in turmoil, I'm happy to cover her with affection, wisdom, and encouragement.
No, I will not be attending the Women's March on Washington. This writer so perfectly captures my feelings it's like she's been inside my head. For me, it is time to be still for a couple of days, lest anger and despair get the better of me.

Take care of yourselves. BRB


Wednesday, January 18, 2017

The Biscuit and I spent part of the MLK holiday at the Children's Museum of Manhattan.

The oval office setup was a fun surprise and she enjoyed answering the red phone, signing and stamping an executive order and "being money."
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