If it seems like more than one person posts here, it’s because I’m torn up. On the one hand I look on the net for witty fun things to post about. Like a giant penis preserved in a jar, or flash games, or whatever. These things cheer me up and bring a smile so I […]
Today I get the fun job of calling around and trying to find another place for my son to spend his summer. Something with structure, adequate supervision, experienced teachers. Something that won’t break the bank. Something he’ll love. Something that he can start on Monday. Something.
Good news: the baby took a long nap, allowing me to mow the lawn and enjoy the heat of summer. Silver lining: I guess I’m not allergic to bee stings. How they got to my crotch I’ll never figure out.