My brother's a twit

This is Son #2 and Son #1 with Daddy.  It was the end of 1992.  He makes me smile.  And cry.

     Today I was exhausted.  I went to work, had lunch w/ M, got a haircut and then came home and slept for over 2 hours.  It was a huge effort to wake up and get up.  For the next hour I felt like I was going to go into a coma.  I'm still sleepy.  Not sure why -- maybe it was yesterday.  

No word from the ENT -- I'll call them tomorrow.  I'm guessing that no news is good news.

     Son #1's econ project is --- get this --- voluntary.  No grade for all of this work -- just the "satisfaction of a job well-done" (as Jim would say when one of the sons would ask, "What do I get if I do _______?").  You wouldn't believe this notebook.  He is SUCH a suck-up!!  I think he's trying to get the teacher to love him more than she loved Daughter #3 ---- it ain't happening.  Oh, and I think the pet feeder is still in the book.  I think his college education is all he's getting for Christmas.  :)

     I think my cat is a bit ---- how shall I put this ---- mentally challenged.  Why is it that we've never had a pet who was the brightest crayon in the box?  She doesn't seem to know that, as a cat, she's supposed to be able to land on her feet.  She lands on her side.  And she often flies through the air, thinking she's going to land on top of something, only to fall about 6 inches short.  But I love her.  And Melanie --- if you're reading this, can we fix her and her claws now?  She's starting to drive us nuts with the clawing.  She just got into it.  My leather couch looks very, very, very stressed.

     So today is April Fool's Day, and my brother, the biggest fool I know, got me.  Actually, he got my mom (read his blog) and she called me.  I called him to see what was going on and his and his wife laughed hysterically.  That's one point for him (but don't ask my mom about it --- she is quite miffed--like how I cleaned that up?).  Let's see..... one point for him makes him only 5,677,224 points behind me,  give or take a point.  :)

    And yay for GS going to Baylor!!!  The girls will be glad!  You can go to SING with me next year, Nat!!

     And Wendee --- I hope you're feeling better!!!  No dizziness in Australia!!!

     I will leave you with a stark example of how far gone my mind is:  yesterday Son #1, Daughter #1 and I were watching a late-night talk show.  The host kept talking about opening day of baseball.  I finally asked if this show was a repeat.  They both said no, and that opening day was indeed the day before.  I thought for a moment and then said, "But I thought baseball started in the ...... never mind.".  They both looked puzzled and stared at me.  I said, "Umm, I was going to ask if baseball started in the spring because, in my mind, it's fall."  

Yes, I'm losing it --- fifty thousand brain cells at a time.  Daughter #1 says that we should treat our elderly the way the Eskimos treated theirs.  When it was "time" to pass on they'd put the old person on an ice floe/berg and push them out to sea.

SOMEONE had better intervene if you find out that I have a trip to Alaska planned with that girl (cuz her idea of "old" is getting younger and younger with each brain cell loss).

Or anyplace that's colder than Texas.  And next to a coast.

I think this is what's called "payback" for me always telling my mom (when I was a teenager) that I was sticking her in a "home" the first chance I got.  She wasn't living with me!!

Paybacks are hell.