Went to get the van looked at since Vital Liquids are dripping. $500.
Took the boys outside to play in the mud and mulch piles – that was all KINDS of fun. Well – up until Dan realized he was GETTING DIRTY!!!! Then? Not fun so much. But we persevered, got some great pics of him showing off on the swingset, and I managed to read a chapter for my Soc class.
Got my North State Blogs blogroll page up & running again. I didn’t realize the WP Visual Rich Editor was slightly buggy until I went searching for the answer to WHY ISN’T THIS THING WORKING??!!?? The VRE decided that my javascript was invalidly nested HTML and kept correcting it, and I didn’t realize that the VRE was the thing doing the breaking. Once I turned that mofo off (and BELIEVE ME, it’ll be staying off), everything slid in like water on a hot skillet.
But? The BEST moments of my day belong to the fact that I was FINALLY able to get it together, get out of the house, and make it to my local Blogger Meetup. I got to meet a slew of New PEEPUL!!!!! and talk about blogging. This is a HUGE thing for me because (as most of you know) getting out of the house sans kids usually takes bribery, threats, and/or medication. (And sometimes all 3.) Seriously – the worst part of this portion of the evening was that I missed a turn or three in Greensboro and ended up waaaaaaaaaaay on the other side of town. Kudos go to the two chicks who responded to my yelling out the van window “Hey, how do I get back to 40 from here??!!??” (Although the first chick who gave me directions? Yeah, not so hot. Friendly runs into WENDOVER, biatch, not the 40 exit.) So…it took me about 30 minutes longer to get home than it took to get there.
And then I got home at 11. The boys were still awake. The boys were in our room. The folks were in their room. My daughter (who was supposed to babysit) was in her room. So, who’s watching the boys, you might ask….
Oh. Emm. Gee. MURDER!!!!!!!
Yank open her bedroom door and say “WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!?? WHYYYYYYY are you NOT WATCHING THE BOYS??!!??”
Apparently, she decided that since my mom was home from church, that meant she didn’t have to babysit anymore.
We must correct this line of thinking, immediately. And boarding school looks more and more attractive every day. *blinks*
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