Mike went to Phoenix today to help his parents electronify their new digs. I know they will have a wonderful visit, but dang it I kinda like having him around here. And it would have been so fun if Nick could have gone with him. Especially for me.
Tonight I cooked frozen pizza using only the broil function of our oven. Both doughy AND burned! Just how I like it! Our oven (electric) started crapping out a few months ago, but the stovetop still works so we have been reluctant to shell out hundreds of dollars to replace it. Plus the oven works sort of, sometimes, you just never know IF it will work or HOW or AT WHAT TEMPERATURE. It’s like gambling. Once in a while I win big, baby! But most of the time the casino thugs take me to an unmarked room and beat the hell out of me. It’s the mystery that keeps me coming back for more. Well, that and my hungry kids.
I watched Hitman tonight. The main character didn’t scare me at all. In fact he reminded me of Joey Lawrence, not the creepy over-buff Joey Lawrence of now, but the goofy Joey Lawrence circa Blossom, but still bald.
Recently I discovered a recipe that I will guardedly share with you, my devoted readers. If I did not love you all so deeply I would not share the recipe for the most decadent, amazing, lick-the-bowl-then-go-back-for-seconds delicious, good-luck-not-eating-the-whole-dang-batch Double Chocolate Peanut Butter Ice Cream. Joy issues a warning that it will make you sick. She is right. TRY to show some self restraint. You will fail, but at least you tried.
Nick is firmly in THAT place. You know THAT place within the fourth year when you hear the word “Whyyy?” roughly 27,362 times an hour? THAT place that makes me want to scream “BECAUSE I SAID SO!” (and I frequently do), change my name and move to Bolivia.
I guess that’s it for now. Goodnight!
If you’re lucky, I might let him come back…
At 12 – the answer to “why” is “because I let you live here rent free” :}