Fun times

Blake has a tent that is shaped like a car that fits over a twin mattress. I have it sitting on top of the full sized futon in the living room and we are having fun watching vocabulary DVDs on the ibook in the tent.

When I got into the tent Blake said, "We are in the tent."

Oh, yeah.

The ibook came back on Friday. Who knew the service would be so quick?

hideee ho, neighbors

Filled out an application for an apartment today with eliana9. No clue if we'll get it, but at least it's a step in the right direction.

Blake is in his tent-on-the-bed and quite happy. He just finished screaming for about 30 minutes, so I'm hoping that's reset his mood meter fro the rest of the evening.

I'm putting goo on my sunburn and drinking diet cherry coke.

What sunburn, you ask? The one I got driving Jonny to Colma yesterday. Yes, indeedy, after an hour in the car, I have a most fabulous burn on my left arm. The window wasn't even down the whole time. Sometimes I'd pay for some melanin. Did you know people actually think I'm kidding when I say I can get a sunburn through the car window?

Boxer briefs are the goddess' gift to boys like me.

uh, yeah

That part about hoping the last crying jag had finished him up for the evening?

Apparently someone took that as to mean I really needed him to completely lose it all over the place.