Category: Daily

We insisted that Chas poop before getting on the plane, and this saved our LIVES. The kids and Damon filled the row behind me on the plane, shouting out random data like “Look, Mom! Shit Pile crater!” and “WHOOOOOOOOOAA!” and “Look at me! Look at ME!” as the plane bounced through mile-high white clouds. Really, there was nothing sober about the flight; I think that these pictures just show our fatigue after dealing with the whole waiting-for-Chas-to-poop-while-fearing-he’d-still-wind-up-pooping-on-the-plane period. The flight was nothing but an amped riot and strangely, everyone near us on the plane thought it was all pretty funny. One man lost it when he heard Ford ask Damon,
“Daddy, what’s this button for?”
“Don’t touch that Ford, that’s the Self-Destruct Button.”
Just lost it.

The process of moving has involved Damon spending much of his time in the office, rearranging bits and bytes among three or four different laptops, including mine. I’ve walked into the room numerous times only to stand in the doorway, slackjawed in fatigue, wondering in my little mind whether it may be wise to interrupt the binary flow and ask for my computer. Most of the time I pause there for a minute, holding my breath, until I decide that I’d rather go pick my nose or knit, or do both, in no particular order. Craziness becomes me when I’m in limbo, manifesting itself in peculiar ways.

I had a lovely photomosaic from the holidays which, after Damon looked sideways at my computer, got lost. Not that it was his fault. I blame it rather on my computer, for being there on the countertop, in his plain view. So intimidating was his glance from across the room that Safari just quit on him. On all of us, really. It took me about an hour to put together, so you can understand my frustration and the hesitation I feel trying to making another. And until I have packed. But first, priorities: blogging. After all, I’ve been such a prolific blogger the past 4 months, right?

For the record, I did get a Shuffle for Christmas and it’s probably the coolest thing on my list of cool things on the planet, next to this really cool other new thing I got for christmas, called a FISHEYE lens! I still can’t believe it. I must’ve been a good girl last year. Or something.