If I have another morning like this, I'm going to start drinking as soon as I get out of bed.

It it wasn't for the fact that Child Services tends to frown upon such practices, I'd suggest feeding them the alcohol. Rumor has it that it quiets 'em down right quick.

(Says the woman whose mother allegedly once put a tot of brandy in her milk when she was about two and having a tantrum.)

Oh, boo, Cash. If it helps at all, I am about to go to the post office to mail your comic. Finally. Last week kinda sorta got away from me.

Liv's eyes are still puffy and red from the soap that got in them.

Poor Liv.

Liv's feeling better with a piece of chocolate and we're chilling on the sofa. The sun's coming out so we may go to the park before Owen comes home from school.

I'll check the mail, Jen! Thanks!

Boss just left for a week long business trip. Yeehaw

Boss just left for a week long business trip. Yeehaw

Soap fights for everybody!

We're finally getting a lot of the problems that have been plaguing us identified and solved.

The coworker who abandoned me to this hell returns tomorrow.

Me, bitter?

In other French literature news, there's apparently a "Babar controversy": [link] Or Adam Gopnik is just really bored again.

Soap fights for everybody!

Watch the eyes!!!

Liv's are finally clear.

DH is done with work and Owen's done with school today. We're heading to Indiana for a visit to the in-laws and their local street fair at the end of the week.

Back from the post office. You should have mail in a couple of days, Cash. Yay, mail! Well, the good kind, anyway.

ION, I am living a horror movie called Attack of the Stink Bugs. I've killed eight of them in the last not even 24 hours. What the hell, nature??

IOON, I have so much cleaning and laundry to do, and I can't motivate. And I can't seem to care that I can't motivate. I mean, I have Tues. and Wed. off, too, so it's not that dire, but still...