I'm bored. I have eaten, shopped, and napped. It's too loud in here to read, and I don't have control of the remote

I'm in a tech rehearsal waiting for my dinner break.

I am about to leave work, to go see HP7!

After 5 minutes of her saying "one more thing"

Your mom and my dad went to the same class of How To Drive Your Kid Nuts On The Phone. I will tell my dad "I HAVE TO GO NOW, because I have my coat on and need to leave the house and I am running late already," and he'll go, "Okay...did I tell you about the results of my prostate exam?" and then proceed to tell me about it (using the words "rectum" and "finger in") for 5 more minutes.

I think that when I speak he just hears noises, like the teacher in Charlie Brown, so he just continues on with the agenda he had for that day's phone call. That's honestly the only thing I can conclude, because I don't know how someone could hear and comprehend the words "I HAVE TO GO NOW" and disregard them.

t /my issues, let me show you them

I hope you feel better soon, Vortex.

My day has been filled with pastured kids screaming so I finally gave up on any hope of a meal at home and took a walk. Only about 2 miles but challenging enough considering how long it's been since I did regular walks. The knees were a bit wonky but I concentrated on how I was walking to try to keep things stable. On the way back, I grabbed a hamburger and fried zucchini (so I got the cardio good but not the calorie good from the walk...oh well).

With me, it's Dave! He's the one standing with his hand on the doorknob talking for a half hour. So I can't open the door myself and just leave, nor can I sit back down and take off my coat. It is so irritating! But I know about it now, so I just wait until he actually leaves to get up.

But it is okay. I am otherwise having a great time with the various families.

Your mom and my dad went to the same class of How To Drive Your Kid Nuts On The Phone.

My mother was also in that class.

Allyson, that is so sad! Something similar happened to my brother only with a pup.

Hah! My parents are the opposite. I call them (once a week or so) and it's like 'Heyyyy...anything going on? Not much...been in Hawaii/San Francisco/Spokane. Yep. So....how's the weather there? ...how 'bout them Cubs?" And then only later find out that for the last three phone calls they've forgotten to mention how someone has cancer or got married or whatever.

Oh, and I just went to see Burlesque. WOW, is it cheesy as hell and predictable! And yet, lots of fun (even though most of the dancing? Not actually burlesque!) Wish I could dance/look like that!