Lazarus is back

The problem with my line of work is that it is often a line of work that includes no work at all (which is crap, because it means I don’t earn money) or it is a line of work that takes all my time (which is crap, because I resent its taking me away from my family). Today, it was the latter resentment.
 
Ottawacker Jr. is still sick. It’s just a cold, I think, certainly he is congested and not in too-bad a way. He declared himself fit to go to his party later on today.
 
We did manage a couple of things together though, including a run to the Scottish and Irish Store near Ikea, which allowed us to get some quality English chocolate for Easter. Mrs. Ottawacker, doubtless already terrified about the place on her hips on which the quality English chocolate will leave its mark, went for a bike ride, and I dropped the boy off for a “sleepover” at his friend Caelan’s. It’s Caelan’s birthday, so I imagine a huge amount of pizza and cake will be eaten by the six boys in attendance. I’m already questioning the sanity of the parents, and wondering when Ottawacker Jr. will be asking to reciprocate.
 
The evening was spent à deux – what a pleasant person my wife is, I really should try to get to talk to her some time soon.