Just a quick one this morning - the child labor law enforcement people haven’t caught up with me yet, so Lily and I are heading down to the State Corporation Commission today to drop off some forms. She told me today that she expects to be a 50/50 partner with me if this keeps up. I told her I’d think about it.

Mom and dad finally got their digital camera to download, so here’s a good one of Tori and Kirby at Christmas. I’ll spare the aunt-like comments, such as “she’s getting to be such a little grown up!” etc. But she is.

We’re off - hope everyone in internet land is having a fabulous day.

My aunt Paula gave Lily this hat, and she has been unable to see Her Majesty in it, so I’m posting it on the blog in the hopes that she can see it. PS. I really don’t like AOL, and those kinds of things are why! They are very annoying in the way they restrict and send email.

Speaking of Her Majesty, she had a full blown public temper tantrum today at Lowe’s. She had been playing with a piece of paper and when she began to eat it, I took it away from her. That was the catalyst. Ever notice how sounds really echo in a place like Lowe’s or Home Depot? My ear drums were bleeding from her screaming. It went on for close to 15 minutes, while she drooled and frothed at the mouth, beat on me with her little fat fists, and arched her back. At first it was funny; then everyone in the store starting to put their hands over their ears. Mike finally took froth-monster out to the car because OSHA was about to be called in about the noise level in there.

We HAVE A WINNER!!! I finally ran the list of finalists by all my friendly marketing weenies during lunch today, and the decision is unanimous. So, the name of the company is going to be . . . .drumroll please . . .

RIGHT ANGLE CONSULTING. Get it? The right angle? I have to come up with a good tag line, but I’m 50% of the way there. Today was a little crazy . . . I may be leasing office space . . . I’m all in a tizzy about it trying to sort out what I want to do, what’s best for Lily . . . it’s pretty interesting. I have a lot of thinking to do tonight.

Cast your vote - I have compiled a few of the top runner names and would like some feedback. One of my personal humorous favorites was “Marky Marketing” because it reeks of Mark Wahlberg, and nothin’ says good packaging like New Kids On the Block . . . but alas, it did not make the final cut. Here they are, in no particular order - and all would be following by Inc.

Right Angle Marketing
The Market (fresh ideas for . . . )
Bueno Consulting
Bueno Insight

Let me know what you like or don’t like.

Lily’s fine - she’s got a bump on her lip where she had a run-in with a step stool. We spent the weekend roaming up and down the stairs, helping mom and dad hang some pictures and a new foyer light, and trying new foods out on Lily. Still not walking, but thinking about it more and more. She definitely wants to walk, she just isn’t sure she needs to. Risa thinks we should hide the cart. I may do that. Lily REALLY loves Delilah and always wants to lay on her, and hug her. It’s too bad that Delilah does not feel that same overwhelming love of Lily, but at least she doesn’t try to bite her. The worst she does is show Lily her teeth. Right now they are having a one-sided love fest in the corner.

Still not caught up on work, so I’m off.

While I was working on a weird day, Lily got her toe stuck again at the doctor’s office to determine her iron level. It’s back up in the normal range, so we’re happy that we no longer have to put iron drops in her juice and worry about her teeth being stained or rotting (a bonus side effect from iron). My parents took her which was very nice of them. She recovered from the toe stick and spent the rest of the day actually taking good naps, and tonight being a wild thing with Mike. She’s 18 lbs, 7 ounces now - still about 1 1/2 pounds shy of forward facing in the car seat, but we’re getting there. She’s definitely in a growth spurt and eats like a little piglet, which thrills all of us because she’s not exactly what one would call burly. If only I could give her some of my extra winter warmth . . . alas, I cannot.

In the middle of client hell I was able to go to Curves to workout which helps. I’d forgotten how much working out forces you to calm down - you have no choice because all of your energy is going towards breathing. I’ll keep reading this posting to remind me why I go. Or just look in the mirror. Both work well.

Here’s to the weekend . . .

Oh, here’s a couple of new pictures to enjoy. The first one is of Katie and Lily during the big Mexican Fiesta on her birthday.

This one proves that even the crustiest of the curmudgeons can be swayed by the power of a badly behaved, underwear-eating, inner-nose-licking, rooting-under-the-covers, football sized dog: