It's so frustrating. Both my kids had 20-15 eyesight, H does too, correctable, though his unaided eyesight is much worse than mine. Mine isn't correctable to 20-20, so in the car, I'm sussing out highway signs by intuition and the shape of words--which can be hysterical when I intuit "Pizza" for "Plaza", for example--while H is actually reading them.

The only place I heard that was on Seinfeld.

Eh, sitcom joke, art history theory - potato, potahto...

He still wants All The Things, but he's getting better at taking a minute and stepping back, thinking through his OMGWANT impulse

With my kids it was teaching them to separate want from need. I remember going through a time with Kelly were she wasn't allowed to say "want" at all. She found other ways, of course. "Oh mommy, look at that pretty widgit. Isn't it a useful widgit? Weren't you saying recently that a widgit like that would make your life easier?" Crafty kids.

The only place I heard that was on Seinfeld.

I'd heard it before then. ISTR a series of paintings of lilies that illustrate how eyesight typically deteriorates with cataracts. I think that was Monet.

July and August in Georgia are so much like January and February in Maine (where I grew up) that it's funny. I am so tired of being inside!

I swear I get SAD during summers like these, because I can't spend more than 15 minutes outside at a time. It's very frustrating to the dog, whose philosophy is "inside bad, outside good."

On the list of things that suck when you live alone: moving mattresses. There was some dry rot around one of the bed rail attachments and a piece of wood broke off, causing a late-night rearrangement of sleeping arrangements and bits of Thurber's "The Night the Bed Fell" wandering through my brain all day.

I got my skates today. They fit and are fun! I've skated around the driveway.

I also talked to a reporter from the local paper about the derby.

Pardon me while I go all me me me here, but, anyone have any advice about how to make someone (whom I hired) stop being a brown-nosing little psycophant? I am just a total rage bomb right now, and I cannot seem to get it through his head to just back the fuck off. Today I actually had to say, "Whether or not I smile is on me, not you. You don't have that power or responsibility." Totally hurt his feelings, yet I totally don't care. He needs to stop. Problem is, he just annoys no matter what, but I have to find a way to work through it. Anyone been in a similar situation? I am at my wit's end. And a rage bomb.

Congrats on the skates!

With my kids it was teaching them to separate want from need.

Sadly, many adults seem to never have learned this.

With my kids it was teaching them to separate want from need.

Does anybody want this? I'm pretty sure no one needs a Mobile Watermelon Cooler.