Sometime at the end of this month, Liz and Taggart will have their baby. Carol and I are thinking about them a lot.
Things at the Chavez household are characteristically hectic and probably a little over dramatic. Our continued search for just the right meds for Adolfo and I continues; Carol is still searching for herself; and in about half an hour I am going to an interview for a position that may stave off my little family's certain economic collapse. Wish us luck.