Someone got him that book!

So -- I could not make this up if I tried -- we're browsing it tonight, and what turns up but a wedding money apron. NO SHIT. If anyone buys that for me, I will hunt you down.

Ooh, incentive. No, really. Come to Australia to hunt me down. You'll need a honeymoon, right?

In news of the South: my sweet, lovely boy Ryan has head lice. There's been an outbreak at his chidcare centre. We gave him a treatment last night, and will presumably be making follow-up efforts for the next week or so. (We've already established that, though much diminished, there are still at least a few left.)

Of course, Ryan decided that the appropriate reaction to the news that his scalp was now Insect Central was to take himself off to our bedroom, rub his head on our blanket and announce, "Put the lice on!" Thanks, Ryan.

He had friends from childcare come over today - a boy called Jackson (his dad's name is Andrew - Andrew/Jackson), his 2-year old sister Madison and their parents. Pleasant afternoon, and we got a graphic reminder of how orderly Ryan is at heart, when we saw the whirlwind of destruction the pair had wrought through the living room and Ryan's bedroom.

Madison particulary was determined to get into everything, most of which she made a concerted effort to get into her mouth. She was successful with the playdough. I've come to the conclusion that she has some kind of death wish going on. We suspected when she was determined to scarf down some tinea cream she found. But she really went above and beyond the call of toddlerhood when she got hold of a container of dental floss. Within moments she'd popped the top off and unravelled the entire roll - and then set about wrapping it around her neck. I would have been distinctly embarrassed had a guest of ours managed to kill themselves with our dental floss.

Oh, God, bt, that's both hilarious and utterly terrifying.

And ew on the lice and Ryan's oversharing. So far we've only had one serious scare, but the resultant laundering was grim.

Lice is lousy for sure. We had a bout with Brendon in preschool. He thought clipping his hair short was a good plan so we went with that. His hair was so thick it was hard to be sure we were thorough. And now my head itches....

So, with this new focus on beer stuff here, I've expanded my circle of friendly acquaintances. This has led to being so terribly overly sensitive that I am constantly feeling snubbed. I forgot about this downside to "putting yourself out there. " It sucks.

Nora, I totally get this. It seems like it's easier to feel snubbed in The Age Of Facebook, too, because chances are much better that you know who's getting together without you and what they're doing, or even just that they were online last night, and why didn't they respond to my email?? It does suck, but I hope the upside (new friends to burble about beer with!) is worth it.

bt,

WOW.

Ryan, hilarious; Madison, terrifying.

I hope I live another 40 years to see what all my friends' kids grow up to become.

I hope I live another 40 years to see what all my friends' kids grow up to become.

World Domination by Buffista sprog!

That's an amazing story bt, glad Madison didn't get hurt.

Will came over yesterday and we went for a drive - first one of the year! We saw people ice fishing with snow mobiles and trucks on Lake Champlain. The Lake isn't frozen solid all the way through, in fact there were people who weren't that far away from the edge.

Then Will came back today to help me figure out my taxes because I can't e file my state taxes. I did do them through Turbo Tax and they came out with a better rebate so I paid the money and need to print out the pages to mail it in.

World Domination by Buffista sprog!

That's my hope.

I need two houses. Why, you ask? One to decorate with a vintage, antique feel, and one to decorate with "fun stuff" like movie posters and superhero figurines and octopus chandeliers.