Last night around 8 pm:
Cindy, sitting down on the couch: I've got to feed the girl.
Cindy: Crap, I left the shield on the sink.
Pete, sighing: I can't wait until you get your brain back.
Harry: I'll get the shield!
This morning, around 10 am:
Birger: is it Pete's birthday today?
Cindy, glancing at the date on the computer screen: shit.
Cindy: shit shit shit.
On the upside, his present is already here. On the downside, I won't be doing Suzy's announcements today. I have to make this: http://smittenkitchen.com/2008/08/chocolate-peanut-butter-cake/.
Cake will be served at 7 pm tonight - all are welcome.