So, it’s been almost 2 years since the not-date I had with Sean. Tomorrow we’re going to see if second impressions are as good as first, as we’re meeting for coffee on another not-date. And in the words of one of my favorite movie characters, that’s all I have to say about that.

Now for a critter update! Once upon a time (late December of 2006), my eldest demonspawn brought home a little lizard that she named Peyo. Here he is, about twice the size that he was when Angst got him:

At the ripe old age of 8 months, with lots of yummy Exo-Terra Juvenile Dragon Food (or, as I like to call it, Purina Dragon Chow) with frequent between-meal snacks of JurassiPet canned mealworms, crickets, and dragonfly larvae (the larvae are THE most disgusting thing ever!), he’s become quite a bruiser!

Although I recently realized he definitely needs a larger terrarium, I’d forgotten how teensy he used to be! So I decided to take some piccies and show everyone how he’s grown. I was also hoping to capture some not entirely terrible pics of myself, but unfortunately I’m neither photogenic nor good at self-portraits. Le sigh. Anyway, here are the best two of 13 attempts (most of which were truly atrocious):

A half-decent pic of me with Peyo a smidgen blurry –

And a better pic of Peyo, with me looking pretty blechy —

Isn’t he just darling?!

Molly was evil at work today and showed me the Seventh Avenue catalog. I am doomed. There is no hope for me, once I start finding things like corner bracket candle holders and the coolest step stools in the universe. And even the most die-hard enemies of flamingo lawn ornaments (which I think are darling) will like the Halloween goth flamingoes!

I have a wish list there, of course. If you know my last name, you can go order me stuff on it. *grin* Geoffrey and I are resolving to get all our Yule shopping done before Dec. 1st, so be sure to email me your wish lists!

Two online email accounts belonging to one of my daughters, as well as her MySpace and LJ accounts, have been maliciously hacked by someone she knows — she doesn’t know who, exactly, but they left a taunting comment (using her own username!) on the last LJ post she was able to make before the person locked her out of the account. The passwords and “secret questions” were all changed, so she can’t access anything (including her email accounts, which are required by sites such as LJ in order to request that an account be deleted when a user can’t access it). Luckily the MySpace account was deleted by the site admins after the person who hacked it used it to send spam.

I thought about how long it had been since I’d changed my password anywhere, and got very nervous, so I went and changed the password for all of the online accounts that I regularly use — and I entirely deleted my accounts from a few online sites (such as MySpace, which I set up solely to monitor the MySpace accounts of my kids, and which has otherwise been nothing but a spam magnet). Reading a few articles on the topic of choosing good passwords helped a lot in figuring out a new one, as well as new “secret questions” for sites that allow those.

Now it’s bedtime, as I worked a (very stressful, glitch-filled) graveyard shift last night. And go change your passwords, already!