So, Christi decided to take off this weekend and leave me all alone with the kids. She does this every year. She left this morning like the house was on fire (food still in bowls, lights on). I’m surprised the water wasn’t running when I came home from work. She took Isa to school, dropped Jimbo-tron off at Grandma’s and was on her way to freedom. It’s a scrapbooking vacation for her, and a chance to take over the former TKAHAMCH for me.
This is where she is:
In the spirit of this blog, I will now tell you all about what the kids and I did today and make it sound like Xt doesn’t exist (except for that whole first part, which was pretty much exclusively about her and her weekend of scrapping fun). I will also be using all of the available features, because that’s what they’re there for.
Here, a link to a Hungarian website hosting a mostly proofed copyright infringing copy of one of the best short stories:
Worth a re-read today, I think.
On to the next feature:
|People I know:||Have mustache?||Eat Gyros Regularly?|
|Chicago Cops||0 (?!)||1 (25% of total diet)|
Wait, crap, neither of those were about the kids either.
Yes, the kids…that reminds me of:
Jimmy woke up last night around 2 in the morning and I went and sang him some songs. It was cool, because I was already up (practicing law) and Jimmy is a happy boy even at 2 am. Later, I’m told, he woke up again at 3 and remained awake until daylight. I was asleep for that part of the night (my sleep is impervious to sound)… probably dreaming…
Hopefully, Xt will edit this down a little because the blogging power may be too much for me.
Anyway, Isa told me that we should go to a birthday party tomorrow. I said, “who’s birthday party?” “I don’t know, Daddy, it’s tryin’ a be somebody’s birthday…it’s gotta be Saturday ‘amorrow.” She replied. This is a girl with a lot of friends.