I’ve been reluctant to type anything lately because all I can muster is pure crap.  I often find myself thinking in the form of a telegram, so of course that’s what tends to come out here.  It’s depressing to discover that one can lose her ability to think real thoughts if unpracticed.  Hey – the brain really is a muscle – who knew?  Not me, because mine has atrophied.   So, what’s happened while I’ve been gone…

Mimi lost ANOTHER tooth.  She has to go to the hospital on friday for a series of tests (unrelated to the missing teeth) and I am prepared for them to tell me that she is pre-menopausal.  She’s just rebelious enough to do that to me.

Wixi is hitting baseballs over the fence (well, our fence) and at least 10 times a day relays to me proudly that he is in fact NOT going to say goddammit anymore when he doesn’t.

This is good news because I taught my first Sunday school class last week and I was terrified that he would burst in and drop a GD bomb – thereby proving beyond any doubt that I am indeed a terrible fraud.