Asymptomatic

There must be intelligent life down here

Good Morning, Vomit

I layed around in bed a little this morning, and then I tried to stave off the vomit. No, it wasn’t me, it was everyone around me. I’m beginning to take it personally.

I got Abby up after my shower this morning, like I usually do on her school days. Berta was already awake feeding Riley. When I finished in the bathroom and got dressed, we all headed downstairs. I was carrying Riley and Abby and Berta were a little behind.

Desperate Bicycles

Berta pointed out to me today that any scene in Desperate Housewives that has a view of the street during the day will contain a bicycle.

Wysteria Lane is plagued with bicyclists. At least they’re not the biker-pants and yellow-shirt wearing kind that flock around here, driving up (never down) the windiest, steepest-grade streets, insisting that they have a right to ride and yet cause themselves near death far too often.