That is all.
No, no just kidding. Not about being carded. Shocking and unnecessary as it was, that really happened... (Is she STILL talking about that? Yes, yes I am. I might casually mention this for weeks. Poor Matt). ...No, I was just kidding about being done. More odds & ends:
The internet is a strange place. There's a post I wrote in February while my girl was in hospital with RSV that still gets more traffic, week after week, than anything else I've ever posted. I've done that a couple times - saved a post under favorites instead of the home page and then kept clicking back, waiting. Is someone out there wondering why I haven't written anything in four months? If so, they're persistent.
Speaking of respiratory issues, I've had a dry hacking cough for two weeks now, it's getting worse instead of better, and it's starting to annoy the hell out of me. According to Dr. Google I either have lung cancer or, um, a dry hacking cough. Helpful, that.
While at the store buying wine which super awesome nice lady thought I might be too young to buy (Still on that? Clearly, YES!)... I succumbed to the s'mores display and stocked up. The boy & I already had an agreement wherein if he napped he would be able to stay up for movies & a lightening bug sweep. Except we're mid-lightening storm so we opted against standing in the wet grass. We tried both the griddle and the microwave and while the boy was happy, they weren't quite as good as when I was 6 and they were cooked over an open fire. We have got to take him camping. Not sure about the girl yet - she's at the height of the toddler-wandering-off stage and walls are useful for the not-losing-her-in-the-forest plan.
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