just a couple of things

today is payday. We have 4 diapers left. It's a miracle of potty training. One pack of diapers for two weeks! sunny days are here again....sort of.
Also, I've been thinking of this for a long time now. You know when these famous people go on talk shows or do other interviews and talk about their previous work? The huge majority of these people look completely different 10 years ago than they do now! I don't mean they look more mature or more currently coiffed and dressed, I mean they actually have different teeth, hair, chins, noses and shapes than they used to! It's so appalling. I have no idea how these interviews go on and these people watch these clips of movies and no one even remotely acknowledges the obvious ginormous differences. Are these hosts and interviewers strapped to a gag order/non-disclosure agreement? It boggles my mind. If I were the person doing the interview I do really believe I would be like, "wow....you've really changed since then" or "that didn't even really look like you there!" These people need to be brought to the realization that everyone is not blind and dumb. major cosmetic overhauls do not go unnoticed...even to suburban housewives in townhomes.

Ruby's new thing is the swiffer sweeper. I'm sure you, as an adult have either seen or held a swiffer sweeper and are aware that it is at least four feet in length if not more. This child is about 37 inches tall and she walks around wielding this lance in my narrow hallways and across my line of vision at dangerous distances. It already takes her around 4 or 5 minutes to come up the stairs by herself and she insists on dragging this huge broom up with her now which means you can hear her grunting and struggling a good 10 minutes before you actually see her. I don't know what she thinks, really. She gets really frustrated when it doesn't slide like silk on carpet. she keeps saying it's broken, "se quebo, mami, se quebo". Dellah has these transparent polyester scarves from the 50's or 60's or 70's that ladies would wear over their curlers or when the wind was blowing over their hair. She thinks she can juggle these scarves and is genuinely disturbed when they don't stay in the air long enough for her to situate herself to catch them. she keeps screaming that they're falling, they jus keep on falling....even the actual laws of the universe frustrate this person. The other day she wanted her fingers off her hand...
whatever.
we have Gabriel's friend Jared coming to stay with us this weekend. He's one of those interior re-designer people for a living. That's always a little precarious. I hope we don't get into a scuffle about my decor.