Janelle in the House
Having Janelle in the house is like having a magical elf who constantly stocks the fridge with freshly made food. I hardly ever see her, but there's always new food. And there's the magical feeling of happy Janelle-ness. Between work and Dickens and her new job, arriving in the busiest time of the year for catering parties leaving her stretched between commute and supervising events after the normal workday, we usually see each other in the bathroom while one of us is showering and the other has to pee. But she's here! She's back! Hooray!