Productive night! After the head-desk post of a couple of hours ago, I managed to get a website working that let me do what I wanted to do! Saved the invite, texted
smiley_b to give her my log-in infor and get her opinion; she approved and showed it to the parental units who also approved! Ergo, pressed order and now invitations to Dad's 60th should be winging their way to me forthwith!
Child went down without too much trouble...ok, bit of crying but she settled herself (yay!) and then I was on the computer up in the attic cursing my fate with these damn invites (the printer is up here, I thought I was going to be trying printing them myself, then the website I found let me order them there instead, and the party is for Dad who is a PaySomeoneElse-er so I figured it was fate!) when my iPhone rang, Himself from his night shift, and she heard the phone, got a fright and began crying. Settled herself again by time I'd hung up from him. Nimoy FTW!
And then!!!! Downstairs I went for some tv time and what was on?
Dirty Dancing was on!!! Missed the start but who cares? It's just finished and I'm a great big ball o'schmoop! It's that last twenty minutes from when Johnny walks into Kellerman's, to the line that PS hated saying, to the song and the dancing and the laughter and it's Lennie Briscoe telling Johnny he was wrong and then Jennifer Grey hugging him and then you see later Lennie letting loose with Baby's mam and I'm all like, "Oh Lennie!"
Speaking of, I just googled Jerry to check the spelling of Lennie's name and now I've been reading articles when I should be in bed! Stories like this one...
"People adored him,” said Merkerson, who plays Lt. Van Buren. She recalled sharing lunch one day with Orbach and co-star Benjamin Bratt, when several fans approached the table. “Jerry stopped eating to talk to them. But after a while, I whispered to him, ‘Your food is getting cold.’
“‘Kid,’ he replied with a big smile, ‘these are the people that keep us going!”’And just to melt your heart even more....
An article about a book published, of Jerry's love poems to his wife Elaine. *passes the Kleenex*