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I am the worst mom ever. If anything were to happen to Kevin, I’d need to pay someone to objectively coparent with me. BRB getting more life insurance on Kevin. And maybe a parenting book.

Btw, the kids are fine. Mostly.

Raise your hand if your formal dining room looks like this:

I wish architects would start adding computer nooks as a standard space in houses. And I don’t mean just an official office. I want a space for the kids’ computer as well as a real office for the adults.

We have family coming to visit and I’ve been trying to suppress my desire to spiffy-up the place. No need to buy superfluous knickknacks, especially right before Christmas! I also have to remember to use my time wisely. Washing guest room sheets, important. Rearranging the bookshelf, not important.

This really should be required viewing for everyone who has kids, interacts with kids, teaches kids, knows kids, lives nears kids, is a kid, or used to be a kid. It’s a great program in response to the suicide epidemic plaguing gay youth of today. However, the message of life beyond bullying and hope beyond despair is relevant to ALL kids.

Check out the channel, It Gets Better, for more messages from celebrities, regular Joe’s, gays, and straights. It really does get better!

I had a major toothache attack while in Florida, and my dentist came to the rescue with a prescription to tide me over until I could get an appointment with the Big Drill Guy. I was surprised she has prescription-writing privileges for out-of-state, but am really grateful she does. And no matter the reality, I maintain I was a trooper and didn’t let my pain ruin our vacation. 🙂

The beach was really relaxing and beautiful. I took my book with me each day, but never bothered opening it. It was just a joy to doze on the chaise and not really do anything. I highly recommend it.

We ran into a convention of four hundred Red Hat Ladies. They were a hoot to see. My favorite was one of the husbands who was wearing a purple shirt and a red hat too, though no sparkles. I can totally tell I am going to fit right in with them in a couple of decades. 😀

The school bus has forgotten one of my kids at school twice this year! What’s up with that? When asked, I tell people how much I like the school and how surprised I am to find it better than the vaunted Northern Virginia school system we left. Stop making me out to be a liar, school bus driver!

When the host on Clean House is trying to get a homeowner to give up sentimental but useless clutter, how come she never suggests taking pictures of the items before getting rid of them? Usually a person in this situation is holding on to things from a recently deceased loved one, things the homeowner doesn’t particularly care for except as a way to keep the deceased close. The latest example of this is a collection of painted eggs. The homeowner simply had them in a basket, stuck on top of a bunch of other clutter. She didn’t really have a use for them, nor was she displaying them, but she just couldn’t get rid of them. It seems having a picture of each egg and them grouped together would have helped her get rid of them more easily. The show let her keep one, and nicely displayed it in her living room, by the way. So that was nice, But I still maintain pictures would’ve helped her get there faster.

Just wondering.

PS- Remind me of this if and when I start screaming, “No, no, no, over my dead body” about my mom’s sheep collection, some of which are almost life-size. 😛

There are so many great things happening this month.

• The kids get out of school.
• My oldest nephew comes home from Afghanistan. \0/
• Kevin’s youngest brother is getting married. Woot.
• Kevin’s grandma is having the first of her 80th birthday parties while we’re all together for the wedding.
• Kevin’s other brother, who is in the Air Force, completes his psychiatry residency and moves to his first real assignment. Making this even better, he got orders to his first choice base, which is near his wife’s family. YAY!

Kevin wants to be all do-ey and create-y this summer, which I fully support. But I am not sure what I can do to be all do-ey and create-y too. Normally, I would throw myself into (finally) decorating our room. But it’s a rental, so I don’t want to spend that much time or energy on it. Same with the yard and gardening. Maybe I’ll take up splatter painting!