Since technically Smudge’s wake-up hiccuping fit was Monday, I’m still comfortable saying that Sunday was a very nice day. Even though it was raining.

First of all, I had a blast at the Atlanta Smith Club Tea. There were two people from my class at the tea, and I knew both of them! One was a classmate in my favorite class my senior year, and she lives in the next little ‘burb over from mine. The other is also a lesbian, and was there with her partner. So those were nice surprises!

I also met another new Mom who lives in our wonderful little community — she brought her 14 week old to the tea. And our hostess was newly preggo, after much medical intervention, so we all contributed excitement and opinions and oooky symptoms. (THREE of the women there besides me had the ‘brushing my teeth makes me puke’ problem!!!)

And of course, the food was wonderful. As I would unconditionally expect of a Smith Tea.

Plus, we got the dresser/changing table upstairs — and by we, I mean Jill. (My contribution was to support the thing on my knee as she paused to rest on the last few steps, which took exactly zero strength and stamina.) And the house mopped. And we got groceries, including yummy Sunday dinner from the farmer’s market hot food bar. And we got much laundry done.

Tasks for this evening include:

• Move the clothes out of the wobbly dresser into the new dresser and the tiny ikea end-table-dresser,
• Put away the tools,
• Put away the clean laundry,
• Keep trying to persuade Jill that the wobbly dresser should become a place in the garage to put arts & crafts supplies, and
• Maybe another load of laundry.

Oh, and hopefully going to sleep early.