Found a few pictures on the camera, some memories of Park Street. *sigh* The top one is of the girls posing in their fancy new PJs, Polly with her diva face on, and the bottom picture is one of the snowmen we made before we moved. About 20 minutes after I took the picture something or someone came by and peed on mine, which the girls thought was completely hilarious. I was mad though and couldn't look at the thing ever quite the same, always picturing the urine cavern on his heinie.

On a less gross note, Romy had a singing performance tonight at school. She sang with all the second graders about having a healthy body (dayo - dayo) and was soooo cute. The others all stood there like zombies and she was singing and laughing and bustin some serious dance moves! I asked her why she didn't do the robot and she was like "well, it didn't really go with the song but I almost did it anyway." She's so rad. :D

Other than that, things are mostly good. Too much stress as always and things are a bit lonely and to top it all off my toilet exploded on me. Like I don't have enough shit to deal with in my life I really need a toilet shower to really drive it home. There was water pouring out the tank so like the genious I am I decide to pull off the lid and the little tube thingie starts flailing all over and gushing water everywhere. Lovely. I did manage to fix it, but my dignity was a little wounded.

From pee to the toilet. Weird blog entry. sorry. ;)

Miss you all, though. Have a good night and write sometime if you get a chance. <3