I figger somebody got blowed up in the race.
In other news...
Jr. said he didn't feel well this a.m. But I sent him to school anyway. He called his Mom (at Virginia Beach at a conference) from the clinic and went home...sigh.
Put a new pair of pants on Luke. Only realized at the sitter's that they're too big. He said he could keep 'em up. I remain skeptical.
I don't think I'm in the running for any parenting awards at the moment.
I turned on the tv just in time to see Melissa Etheridge kiss some woman. I went "What the...????" then, "Oh, this must be the Oscars."
I wish I could take a brillo pad to my eyes.
Anyways...good morning! We had a great weekend. It was warm and pretty and we're replacing the screens on our front porch. TCDTS put out a big dumpster to collect anything the congregation felt they needed to get rid of...anything that might make them stumble.
Steve and I kept threatening to throw each other in all day and at one point I suggested we take lawn chairs down there and watch. Of course Steve replied that I really should be thrown in...