Ellabella reporting in.
DH really annoyed me this morning. I fumed

all the way to work. He says he laid awake most of the night thinking about his upcoming job interview (on Thursday; today is Tuesday!!!!!!) and thought he'd probably "call in" to work today because he's too tired to drive. I swear I have never seen him dig in his heels and act so stubborn before! He loathes his current boss, yes. But it seems to me he would want to give it his best effort until it's over with, you know? Show he's made of "better stuff" than his boss, at any rate. I don't know. Maybe he's just really more depressed about it than I realize. Maybe I'm just scared and need for him to act like he's got it all under control. I don't know. I just know that he had a meeting with the boss yesterday and a project that he's been working on for three months finally "went live" last week. It was extrememly complicated, requiring input from every single department in the hospital, a variety of changes as he went along, and getting it up and running was really a triumph. The boss, whom we have conceded is an incompetent boob, meets with him yesterday, and instead of saying "Attaboy" or anything close to it, says "I really am a little disappointed in how long it took to get that program up and running". So, DH says, "Well, if I had been asked to provide a time estimate for the project I think you might've known how long to expect it would take." So this complete DINGBAT says, "We don't DO time estimates AROUND HERE. If something looks like it's going to take longer than we'd like, we WORK LONGER HOURS until we get it done."
SO, DH gets up this morning, showers, gets his lunch together, gets dressed, and then, at the last minute - as I'm about ready to leave - says "blah, blah, blah....I'm going to call in today."
I swear, this whole thing is stressing me out more every day. Him too, obviously. Hope we can get through it without killing each other, yanno?
Anyway, I, too, am sending good vibes to your son's custody hearing, Wabby. I don't think his being temporarily sick will be a factor at all. Wondering here, too, how Gpa Jim is doing? Better, I hope?
Painter, please feel better, too. The wedding invitations are of no consequence, trust me. A few people will shake their heads and remark on it, or maybe not even remark on it - just feel a little put off, but listen: in the final analysis, I think it's a lot easier on the wedding couple if they DO register somewhere and let you KNOW where so that you can at least get them something they'll want and use. Money is a little impersonal, but seventeen toasters to return when you get back from the honeymoon is no joke, either.

(I meant to say something about this before...I'm forgetful these days
As for age identification, I think I'll attempt to download a picture so we can put an end to speculation. Old ain't what it used to be, young-uns....
TTFN,
Ella
