What I did on my summer vacation

By AnnaRay
- Fed the seals. They smell bad, but they're cute. And they beg just like our dogs.
- Cleaned up Stinkypee poop. That smells bad, too. In fact, I was surprised to learn that wet dog smells worse than wet seal. Who knew?
- Frolicked on the beach with TheBoy, even though it was only 75 degrees out, and he was turning a little blue.
- Broke up numerous fights between the nieces and nephews.
- Played with the nieces and nephews.
- Watched 15 minutes of "Hitch," and 45 minutes of the last "Lord of the Rings."
- Re-read the fifth Harry Potter.
- Re-read the sixth Harry Potter.
- Got in trouble with JudyBat for bragging about how quickly I read.
- Napped, although not enough.
- Missed work, although only when the children were especially noisy.
- Failed to worry much about the Yankees. I'm almost past the point of worrying and into a zen place where I merely enjoy the drama. Almost.
- Checked my work email three times.
- Changed 6 diapers and 5 pairs of pee-sodden BigBoyUnderpants.
- Slept in, although not enough. When did 7:30 become sleeping in?
- Failed to come up with anything interesting to post. Sorry, kids.

7 Comments:
Yes - I discovered that it was necessary to re-read #5 before #6. J. didn't, I did, and I had many questions to answer for him during the bedtime reading sessions. They're pretty darned confusing books.
How 'bout that six-year Snape psych-out?! Never saw it coming.
A) Careful with the spoilers. Some people haven't read the latest yet.
B) I think you're wrong about Snape.
Man, you gotta love Snape. He's the Emma Bovary of our times!
Brian
My problem is that I keep envisioning Alan Rickman as Snape, so I'm really confused when I see the drawings of the character in the book.
Last night Voldemort was in my dreams.
A) I didn't spoil - I was very non-specific.
B) I'll bet you a six-pack of Diet Pepsi I'm not wrong.
C) Happy Almost...
No can do on the Diet Pepsi: I'm detoxing as of Saturday morning, with the goal of putting myself on a cleaner, healthier track for the next 50 years or so.
How about we bet a pint of milk?
You'll just have to hope you lose.
Hey - now that I'm reading this, your gift has a newfound irony to it.
Hm.
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