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Hi, internets.

We’re having a mellow weekend. I got my hair cut. The car? She’s inspected. The groceries have been bought for another week or so. We put up our Christmas lights, something we wanted to do over Thanksgiving but couldn’t due to all the excitement.

While we were up on the roof (I had my boys up there, much to my daughter’s disappointment. She’s not old big enough), I hear this: “Wow, it sure is warm on the roof.” Have I mentioned that it was nearly 90 degrees today? Mmm, yeah. But hey, the lights are up.

The kids carry name tags so that Grammy can remember who they are. I keep charging her cell phone, she wants it to be ready in case any of her kids call. They rarely do, since they don’t want to use up her minutes. Or something like that. The battery goes back down when she tries to use it to change the channel on the TV.

I rented Just Like Heaven, which is almost Just Like Ghost. We also rented Santa Claus 3, and watched Frosty last night.

I saw Beowulf. Apparently, he had some violent tendencies. He also had a huge ego. Angelina is in it, showing off her golden globes. (she wanted to play with his huge ego) Quite a movie. Even the parts where she’s not there.

Grammy is now handing out birthday money, even though it’s nobody’s birthday today. I need to get my ass over there.

Y’all, I am worn the hell out.

It’s been a week. We kinda have a routine. Most of the doctor visits are behind us (we think, or should I say, for now). We have helpers coming to check in on her, and help her exercise, and do other great things.

But, it never ends. It’s like adding a fourth kid.

I don’t know how I’m gonna make it through this.

Things that almost made me cry this week:
a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
my checking account three weeks before Christmas.
when the fourth person told me her insurance won’t cover something.
when Marie lost on Dancing with the Stars.

Just kidding about one of those.

* you’ve got to run like hell.

Okay, warning: more navel gazing, (not naval gazing) ahead.

Ahem.

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I’ve been messing with the colors for the blog. Any thoughts? Hate it? Hard to read? Best Blog Colors Evar?

Yesterday was apparently Asshole Driver Day. I think it was planned by the people at CNN, who are covering some LA blogger who likes to take pictures of bad drivers. Dude, if I did that, I wouldn’t have time to drive! I tried yesterday, just for fun. I snapped a couple pics of the asshat who passed me on the residential street (right next to the “autistic child” warning sign, of course) and then screeched away from the next stop sign. I also snapped a pic of the guy driving the Ford Anus with Washington state plates (there is probably only one such vehicle in our area) who made a right run from the left lane (on a three lane mega-busy street in rush hour traffic) because he couldn’t plan ahead.

But, I’ve decided that’s not for me, I don’t think it’s healthy to focus on these assholes. Eventually, hopefully, kharma will get them…

I guess that’s it. I thought I had more random things to share, sorry…

update: Look! I found something!

There’s a planned sequel to Dragon Wars. God help us.

Scene 1:

I’m sitting on the toilet, it’s 5:00 AM. No lights, trying not to disturb anyone who is sleeping.

I fart.**

The dog comes running in from the other half of the house, acting like she hasn’t seen me in months and OH MY GOD HERE YOU ARE!

Scene 2:

Sitting at breakfast, and the oldest comes running in with underwear over his head and face, yelling “this is an armed robbery, hands up!”

“Uh, why aren’t your hands up?”

“Because you have underwear on your head.”

Scene 3:

My youngest boy loves to belt out “You’re a grand old flag” at the top of his lungs while getting dressed. And you thought they don’t teach them anything useful in school.

** note: the fart was the foghorn kind, not the bog of eternal stench kind. Not that the dog would care.