People are werid. Some chick I barely remember from HS is organizing our 15 (what?) year reunion. She friended me and I accepted. She's obviously digging/FB stalking because she keeps like really old pics of mine and she commented on a pic of A and me. Her comments on the pic annoyed me, but I feel petty for being annoyed. (<--- grief/emotions are complicated)
It's rain/sleet/flurrying outside. Gah. My friend did post an amusing status the other day that said, "Persephone: Go see your mother. She's kicking our asses."
Staycation starts tomorrow and it's DefConn's bday. His present (a Fisher Price BBall hoop) came yesterday in a HUGE box. I set the box in his room in front of his closet. I forgot it was in there and he came out of his room yesterday afternoon and said, "MAMA! Why did daddy put a HUGE BOX by my closet?!" Ha. I love that he blames daddy for everything.