Today’s to-do list got nary a scratch. As soon as I got to work with Lindsey (the self-diagnosed-sick kindergartner), I began putting out fires like a NYC chief. She became chief of the whiteboard.My fires included four batches of changes to a Spanish version of a Nu Skin magazine — and mi espanol is not muy bien. Then I met with a local video whiz who shared her energy and ideas for adding moving pics to our moving stories. I looked through a photo shoot of Jimmer Fredette. (I know I wrote about him last week, too, but I’m not the one in the office with a Jimmer obsession. Or at least not the ONLY one …) Sam and I finalized the list of Fabulous 50 nominees. Kate and I talked through distribution of our Bride magazine. I asked my brother-in-law to try out the locally made ties that landed on my desk over the weekend. And my Macbook Pro kept up with the news about Steve Jobs and Apple stock. What I did NOT do was take my to-do list out of my bulging bag. And even if I had, I wouldn’t have crossed off “test the background/lighting for our happy couples photo shoot.” Dave (our art director) eventually got tired of waiting for me and Matt to be available at the same time for a photo, and he grabbed two new test subjects from the editorial room.