Ah, paradise!
A pleasant 80 with a nice ocean breeze today.
Spent last night at the coast, dangling our feet in the pool, watching the kids run around and enjoying the respite.
After it cooled down a bit we dined on salad with cold shredded chicken & I enjoyed a couple of Boomsma gin and tonics on the patio.
Line of the night went to the Fiend, who delivered a package of cookies to the Burl with this query:
"Mama? Can I have a lot of them?"
We tried to watch Lars & the Real Girl, but Timmy waxed belligerent & we switched it off to spare ourselves continued exposure to his expansive repertoire of groans, sighs & snorts, punctuated by ostentatious inspections of his wristwatch and pained denials that he was anything other than fully engaged with the film.
Instead we swapped Depraved Childhood trading cards (free therapy in every pack, collect them all!), which was more edifying and entertaining than any movie, even one where a guy invites his sex doll to Sunday dinner at his brother's house.
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