It's six o'clock on a Saturday...

[ciroccoj]

... The regular crowd shuffles in
There's a little boy, eating breakfast,
And a Mommy who will not sleep in.

Taking Daniel to his Cubs camping trip (departure time 7:15AM SHARP). Then Garry to lacrosse (10AM). Then Justin to ballet (10:45-11:30). Then picking up Garry from lacrosse (1:00PM). Handing Garry back to his parents at 6PM.

::yawn::

Comments

[bear.livejournal.com]

Hey - I haven't forgotten you! I'll try to have stuff back by the end of the weekend -- I've been in a cranky "ew reading fic" sort of mindset this week, which doesn't exactly lend itself to gracious editing, and I didn't want to be too hard on the boys. Heh.

Hope your crazycrazy day ends up well. :)

[ciroccoj.livejournal.com]

Coolio!

I had been in a cranky "ew reading fic" mindset for a couple of weeks, and then about a week ago I ventured out again cautiously - and got promptly whalloped back into my ew!cave by some of the worst excrement I've ever had the misfortune to read. Brief taste of the horror: there was a scene where two (male) characters start to go at it like bunnies in a kitchen, which is FULL OF PEOPLE, including the SON of one of the horny bunnies, who then makes a comment like, "All right, Dad!" and gives him a thumbs-up as he and the other spectators exit the kitchen and the bunnies clear off the kitchen table. Of course they can all hear the bunny-sounds, and a few minutes later they all exchange whoops and high-fives at the seemingly satisfying (and extremly loud) conclusion of the bunny activities.

I'm still scouring my eyes out with steel wool.

::scour scour::

::stops scouring for a minute::

Oh dear. That's not going to put you in a ficreading mood at all, is it? Yargh.