The wimmin-folk are off on a Girl Scout trip this weekend, making it a Boy’s weekend. Every single room in the house is filthy, every single dish in the kitchen is dirty, the grass in the yard is so tall you could lose a car in it, and we have less immediate liquidity than I am comfortable with between now and payday.


The sun is blazing down from a cloudless sky, and it’s already 70 degrees at 10:00 am. The Boy and I went to our first professional Lacrosse game last night at the Rose Garden, and had a really good time. We had ham and egg breakfast sandwiches on ciabatta rolls for breakfast, and I showed him how to do a drifting mini-boost in Mario Kart Double Dash, which he thinks is the coolest thing ever. And, if I can get enough of my chores done, we might go for a bike ride.

All in all, I think I’m ahead on points.