I know, I'm no Superman

Wow. I haven't bloggerised in ages...
Lots of things have happened. I've 'recovered' (mostly) from Sebastian's... death and am trying not to dwell upon it. The deck is coming along awesomely and I am now the proud owner of the Sin City graphic novels 1, 2 and 3. I made my parents watch the movie tonight... Mum spent most of the time 'dozing' because it was 'scary'; when she did watch she asked things like, "Who's he? Didn't he die?" "No Mum, he just got shot six or so times." I don't think Dad particularly enjoyed it either, but oh well, I had fun.

What I wanted to write about was this afternoon - one of those 'things to remember'... I baked cookies (chocolate chip... just made the recipe up as I went along, as usual) then called Nomes and said "I have a Disney movie that needs watching and cookies in the oven, how soon can you be here?" In about 30 seconds she was on her way, and five minutes later I was tackled by a grinning bouncing Nomie asking what movie we were going to see (Atlantis).
It was nice, nothing marvellous happened but we ate our cookies and drank our milk contentedly, happy in each other's company. We also debated who was 'hotter' (animated characters, no less) and, as always, I went for the girl and she went for the boy. :P Heh, some things just don't change... and you know what? I hope they never do.