Mmmm, my popcorn is really good tonight. That's my weight loss weapon: fibrous popcorn cooked in Canola, with three shakes of salt from the canister and a little Adobo. I binge on it a few nights a week.

This morning was somewhat productive before the kids woke up. When I went up to get Lloyd I had a sudden and short-lived case of hiccups. No cold pop, no french fries, no raw carrots, just hiccups out of the blue! Everything was perfect because my entry from last night made sense of this before it even happened. It made me smile about things that I shouldn't have been smiling about today.

I ran the double stroller back home from the bus stop and Lloyd loved it and Dallas loves what Lloyd loves, so it was fun. And instead of wondering why my city doesn't take care of its sidewalks I was wishing for more unevenness. This took me almost three years to say.

Aaron decided to stay in bed all day after he ran out twice to purchase the proof that he was not high yesterday or today. The first time he dipped the tester too deep in pee. Among other things, I don't like that my husband would know off-hand where to buy one of those.

And because he spent $60 on that, I might have good reason to go back to the Gap for that little sweatshirt number tomorrow. It's only $20, I'll have it forever, and Lloyd can ride a ride.