We spent some time culling the herd this morning... the "herd" being the freakish volume of toys that populate the shelves in the basement. We are prepping for a garage sale. Of course, for every two toys you put in a box, one of the kids grabs one of them to play and demands we not get rid of it... So we lie and say it's safe... :)
I'm concerned about my friend mandelion... Things got complicated for her really quick and it would sure do a lot of good if the collective karma of the Livejournal zone sent out some positive vibes... Amanda? you are in my thoughts sugar... Samantha too!
Z and I are going to play a game of scrabble... this - to me - is just hilarious, because - as you know - I cannot spell worth a crap... so I'm guessing the game will be quick... (actually I'm not even sure how to play, but z's a pro, so she'll tell me... :D)
Alrighti... so, besides almost getting the family creamed by the totally tit-for-brain driver on the road today, besides, introducing cold, sharp steel to the inside of my thumb and bleeding like a monty python piano player, I am still feeling remarkably like the luckiest guy in the universe. why? well all I have to do is look around... nope... this is good, even when it's bad, it's good.
Ok, mr. happy (me) needs to go and work for a few mins on a bb update and then find a scrabble game... I mean it's only the middle of the night... :)