ok, in the category of funny coincidences, I finally finish packing up big sea bag of laundry, and, in one fell swoop, heave it on to the bed and collapse on said bed. Before I could exhale, Mr. iPod starts playing "Get up, stand up". As I turn to curse the random music generator I notice that the clock its sitting in says 4:20.

A double coincidence! Love it! Ok off to clean said bag o' laundry.

My understanding is that thou isn't actually plural--it's informal singular

If that was to me, that's indeed what I was trying to say.

I just edited my post once I re-read. I thought you were saying something else. Brain=tired. Sorry!

So was "you" both informal plural and formal singular?

-t, it was formal singular and all plurals -- like vous or Sie.

Neat, I did not know that. That that was the case in English or that it was a pattern across several languages. I did not know any of that.

Eta: now that I have learned something today I'm fixin' to let my brain shut down to basic life-support

humbug. I thought this laundromat had wi-fi :(

Laundromats should have wi-fi.

Day started off crappy so I stayed home to alternate housework and work work. So mid-afternoon I decided to do some dishes, and no hot water. After a bit of checking things out we decide that we should change the elements. Of course we don't have the proper sized tool to take out the elements to see what size we need to replace them with. DH takes off to go to Home Depot to get said tool. He calls me a few minutes later as His Wheel Broke Off the van. The tire was almost a block away, fortunately neither he, nor his parts, hit anyone. This could have happened earlier in the day on the highway, so lucky there.

So by the time DH and the lovely man whose driveway he was blocking spent bunches of time trying to remove the remains of the wheel, then waiting a little more than forever for AAA, etc. It is now nearly 10 and I didn't get to shower today, or watch Heroes. And it is too late for Home Depot today.

And when I walked in the house my son was vomiting in his bathroom. This surely related to the combination of Halloween and the Hypoglycemic child.

My late dinner is celery sticks and merlot. And I need to call mom and find out what happened with Darcy. Blah.

I told DH tomorrow will surely be a better day.

much assorted tomorrow-will-be-a-better-day~ma Laura.

I'm so sorry you had such a shitty day Laura.

Maybe you could take the aggravation and turn this:

Halloween and the Hypoglycemic Child

into a kids book about the dangers of eating Too Much Candy.