EJ had difficulty in going to sleep last night and woke up a couple times during the night, screaming and crying. I am quite certain that she missed having her Mum there to comfort her, we had to eat ceral and milk in the middle of teh night to get her to go back to sleep. THis morning she woke up and was happy to see everyone around the brekkie table, so it won’t be until much later tonight when she realizes that her mum is not around. I know that she is looking forward to seeing her mum, just as I am.

So Eliza-Jane and I woke up early, which means Steph got up even earlier, in order to catch our train south. We were very lucky to have a section of seats that faced each other all to ourselves. This gave EJ lots of room to move about and play while we travelled.

We watched an episode of Dr. Who, with Tom Baker playing The Doctor (my favorite Doctor!) while we ate a brekkie of apple and spice cake. The she wanted to meet and greet all her fellow travellors before the tired little tike fell asleep around Wilmington, Del.

We arrived in Aberdeen and were met by G/GM and Pap Pap, who drove us to the county courthouse where I could pick up the marriage license.

Today, while I was cleaning the house in order that we could have nice, clean apartment when we get home. When I was scrubbing the bathtub, EJ took all the toilet paper off the roll in order to help me out. Aw! Isn’t she the sweetest!

By the time, I was vacuuming the floor she was thoroughly worn out and was truly frightened once again, thinking that I was going to attack her she backed into a corner and screamed and screamed and screamed. Naturally, that was where I headed next, so there was her little self-fulfilled prophesy for the day. I attacked her with a vacuum cleaner.

There was light sprinkling when EJ and I left for the gym, however the rain got a littel heavier before we had arrived. Once there, the Air Conditioning was enough to give her a little shiver. So we took her dress off and the nursery lady, Ms Leigh rigged a little tee shirt outfit for her.

I skipped yoga in favor of the Australia-Italy match. I ran on the tread mill and watched, and then hit some machines during half time and ran again during the rest of the match.

I thought we were going to have a good chance when one of the Italians got sent off the field five minutes into the second half – however the Socceroos just were unable to capitalize and then in the final minute of injury time ( see in football, when some one gets hurt the clock does not stop, the ref just adds some time to the end of the match) Italy was awarded a penalty kick.

Totti drained it into the back of the onion bag and with it my hopes, Australia’s hopes of become a Cinderella story for the ages. Alas, EJ is too young to understand, she was happy to have a warm dress from the dryer and bubbles to chase around the nursery.

At least there was no rain on the way home.

While Steph has gone into the city, leaving me to watch Eliza-Jane for the night, I am able to delay working on my essay for philosophy class. In fact, I have been able to consider washing the dishes, cleaning off my desk, reconfiguring my laptop and optimizing its performance much more exciting and important to do than to write about the effects of Hegelian idealism on Continental Philosophy. Oh well, I guess that’s an existential predicament if I ever had one.

Today while out in the heat, EJ and I decided to stop into a Jamaican food shop and watch some of France v Togo. We ordered a pint of strawberry and banana ice cream and sat down on a stool. There was a six year old girl, daughter of the owner, who talked with us and shared her ball with EJ.

The game was pretty flat and ultimately France won, but it was not very exciting at all. But that six year old girl was really quite pleasant of a conversationalist.