Why yes, I do still exist on Livejournal. I read everything on my flist. As it has for some time, my writing goes to The Living Artist, aka livingartist. I have over 300 friends here, and only 10 subscribers to the LJ feed. Doesn't seem quite right. Just sayin' ;)

Anyway, Aiden's new Montessori school is so utterly awesome. They've been potty training him - or toilet learning, as they call it - but without the pressure and frustration. Today they asked for him to be in underwear - and he had no accidents!

The real bucket of awesome was this. We had to pick him up a little earlier than usual because of a doctor's appointment. We told the school this, and they said "sure, no problem!" We arrive, and he's waiting in the lobby with his hat and coat on and a note telling us about no accidents, the last time he went, and that he was in a pullup again for pickup.

This might not seem like so much, but after the attitude we got at his last school the amount of consideration and forethought was just astounding. And he's having a great time, and is just such a sweet kid, even if he does sometimes drive me bugnuts with the not listening and solipsism and - well, he's three.


Other than that, I'm giving my deposition in the lawsuit against the guy who hit me next week. I've run the gamut from completely terrified to dreading it to tired of the whole idea and just wanting it to be over. Can't say much more than that, at least not publicly.

Trying to get Fire Sea Studios up and running again, though it may be under a different name, as that name is very evocative of color, which my work doesn't have anymore. Slow going, regardless. I'm the deputy master of Samadhi Camp OTO, lots of plans there. Also have a bunch of other projects in various stages, which are going frustratingly slowly due to most of my time and energy being eaten by the chronic pain caused by the above accident.