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Isn’t technology amazing? I just finished video chatting with my adorable three year old nephew. It’s hard to believe that just a few years ago, phone calls were the only option, and if I wanted to see him, I’d have to settle for pictures, or else hire long distance movers to move me to Tennessee to be near him. Now, we can video chat regularly, which makes it feel like a much more personal conversation.

He received a play-doh set for his birthday yesterday and wanted to open it up and play with it with me. So I watched him make play-doh worms and listened to him tell me how he had to use the play-doh knife to cut the worm. It was great! (Even better because I didn’t have to play with the play-doh, as that’s not a toy I enjoyed playing with when RTY would want to use it.)

I’m so pleased we were able to video chat. What a big boy!

And, oh my goodness, but his mommy is pregnant! Good gravy, she’s not do for three more months! (Just what every pregnant lady wants to hear: you’re so big! Love you Geta!)

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Happy third Birthday to my nephew, Ethan!

I love you very much.

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and not answering her cell.

she’s probably spending the night at Tony’s and that bitch Linda’s house.

She’s pissed at me (for asking her turn out the light — that’s what set her off last night), and that’s fine. But to be inconsiderate about just not coming home is rude.

I doubt I’ll sleep anymore. I woke up because I hadn’t heard her come home, and now I’ve worried myself wide awake.

As much as I never want to speak to her again, because I am so hurt by her hateful accusation, I’d still rather know she’s okay.

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She claims it is spikey hair day at school.

When I dropped her off, no other kids had spiked their hair.

She said that’s because it’s spikey hair or hat day.

One kid had a hat.

I asked her how her mother is going to feel about her hair.

RTY: I told her I was going to spike it. Anyway, I’m going to get into my pool when I get home.
Me: Oh, no no no no no. You’ll want to wash that black crap out of your hair before you get into your pool. Don’t give them a reason to yell at you. That black crap bonds with things like, oh, my black sink. (formerly white)
RTY: Ok.

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My cousin and CIL are in town. I love when they’re in town, as they stay at my other cousin’s house, waking distance from us. This closeness enables last minute plans to be made. And so, last night they dropped by sometime in the eight o’clock hour. My CIL amused himself with a couple games of pool.

Supposedly the camera flash ruined his shot.

While my cousin, wisely, was medicating what I can only assume is sting ray flu, or whatever the next animal flu will be:

CIL was polishing his shaft, and seemed to be really enjoying himself:

We settled down to a quick-ish game of Zombie Fluxx:

And then sat down and watched a long movie. They didn’t leave until well after midnight. See, I can still be young!

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Jason and Geta are expecting a girl! Congratulations you two!

I think Geta is due in October. But I’m hoping for a birth date of 09/09/09. Ethan came early, so maybe baby girl will, too.

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I wonder if the person who sends screen captures of my site to Tony and Linda is the same person who sends me screen captures of Linda’s blog and baby bulletin boards? Clearly one of her friends likes to stir the pot.

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yup, the resemblance is definitely there!

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Friday, we stumbled upon a must-buy item while in the World Market:

Chocolate covered bacon. We had to have it. Especially since Boudicca just had some a week or so ago. Anything Bou can do, I can do (see also marathon).

And so, with great fanfare, we each sampled the chocolate bacon bar:

RTY claims she loved it. She said it was one of the best things ever. Everything is better with bacon.

Sherlock said it was just okay.

I was very unimpressed.

It was bacon bits inside a chocolate bar. It certainly had potential, and I think it would have been edible if it had been dark instead of milk chocolate. But this particular bar was something that I took two bites of and will never allow to pass my lips again. It also might have been better if, as the picture on the package indicated, the bacon had been a bigger bite than just itty bitty bacon bits. Too much milk chocolate. Blech. I’m really not a milk chocolate fan at all.

So, there you have it: my review of the disgusting chocolate bacon bar.

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Right then. So last Monday was sherlock’s birthday. Yet even with that special occasion, no one took it easy on him in guitar hero.

Apparently the appropriate facial expression to make while playing GH is pursing your lips tightly together while staring hard at the screen, hoping you don’t miss any notes. Or sticking the tongue out, but I didn’t crop any of the tongue pictures to post.

It looks like we’re having no fun at all, but we’re just that serious about winning.

I’m still the GH champion in this house, but RTY is getting better and better all the time. I’m still the only person in Pereiraville who can play on anything other than Easy. And, in fact, I play on medium to give them a chance… and usually still win!

They’re smiling because the contest is over. RTY probably won.

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