Today

I didn't get to talk to Jill today because her throat was so sore she isn't talking. I was just wanting to say hi. And to egg some sympathy for having no hot water for 5 days except of course I was in Dallas for 4 of them but that 5th day sucked when the water heater guy came and left a gas valve hooked up wrong and by the time piano practice passed there was enough gas emitting from the house to blow up all of Mill Creek. So the boys and I stayed in a hotel and enjoyed swimming for about 15 minutes before Joshua puked in the water and I literally was scooping blown chunks off the bottom of the Holiday Inn Express pool.

But we slept good and got showers with water that wasn't boiled off the stove.

And the Puget Sound Energy emergency dude fixed everything.

Today is my mother's birthday. I did call her and speak with her. This screwed up stuff that I think only happens to me actually originates much with her- twice she's locked herself in her own bathroom and had to rip off molding over a several hour stint in order to get out. And she didn't get to chat with her grandsons because when they should have been calling her I was scrambling to figure out the hotel thing. She did call in the middle of it- because that's just when she calls- but I hope she knows I'm glad she gave me her screw up genes because I wouldn't have as much to write about. I wouldn't have as much to be grateful for. I wouldn't have nearly as much after-the-fact laughing if it wasn't for Nana Coo Coo. She got that name from my brother. And still smiles when it's what we call her.