Alarm clock at 6. No surprise there. No great LOVE for it either, but there you go.
Promise yourself to do something once you get to work.
While starting up the computer so child #2, who is now awake, can look up what year the 3-light traffic signal was invented (yes, you heard that right), hear a fizzing popping noise from the corner where the coffee pot is, and realize that the pot itself was never actually put UNDER the outflow, and now there's coffee and grounds flowing out the top of the filter basket and onto the counter and floor and maybe starting some kind of bad electrical appliance/electricity reaction that can only wind up with something exploding into flames.....
Quickly put the coffee pot under the filter basket in an attempt to contain the mess and possible conflagration, and throw a bunch of dishtowels on the rest to sop up what threatens to flood the silverware drawer.
Then, it's best, I think, to look at child 2 and exclaim "let's try that again, shall we?" and press your mental rewind button quickly so the whole episode is forgot as rapidly as possible.
Yes, if that's the kind of morning you had, it's usually best to just start over.
Now, to the whole birthday thing I forgot.
This is for you, Q!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY 2 DAYS LATE!
The above is kind of a joke, there's a reason for it. Anyone care to take a guess?
Q - Please accept this celebration of you as a person and of you getting yet ANOTHER year older, in the spirit in which it was intended. You should know that I feel very badly indeed for forgetting to remark on this event on the actual anniversary of your natal day. But here's a little happy birthday thought for you: you're now twice as old as you were when you were first allowed to drink legally.
No need to thank me. I got there before you, youngster.
OK - because these entries are getting more and more fractured as time goes on, let me close this one out with a complete shift in topic to talk about movies.
We watched "Capote" last night, and all's I can say is that dude sure seems like he was a mean little sucker. Completely duplicitous, completely selfish.
But, even though I didn't care for the character so much, the film was wonderful. So well acted, so gorgeously shot and paced and lit and written, that I stayed up past my bedtime to watch all of it. I'm certainly to be among the legions of people who will run right out to get "In Cold Blood" and read what he wrote, looking for the brilliant writing and edgy content that started a whole generation along another expressive path.
Plus, I think I'll pick up a copy of "To Kill a Mockingbird" while I'm at the bookstore. That sounds pretty interesting too.
Anything else I should pick up while I'm there, except a deep sense of shame that I've never read these books before?
Hey, fun! I got 15 of 20 correct. I was hoping for more.