Same Old Same Old

Nothing ever changes here at the Mansion.

HH is mad because even though I asked people what they needed from the store, and made a shopping list, and spent two hours in two stores, plus many dollars on the weekly grocery shopping...I did not get HH his special Nutri-Grain blueberry waffles. Although I did get him the whole-wheat bagels he asked for, and found that he still had four left in a package when I went to put them away, and some mixed fruit, which I found a new four-pack of when I went to put it away. Some days I'm just not psychic enough for HH.

The #1 son has yet another iPhone. His had dust under the screen, so he made an appointment at the Genius Bar at the iPhone store, and HH took him to the city yesterday after bowling. After going over it with a fine-toothed comb, including checking to make sure it had never been wet (#1 says they look in the headphone port and some other docking hole thingy to see if something has turned red, which means it got wet, and then they won't replace the phone) the Genius gave #1 his new iPhone. It's his third or fourth one.

The Pony sliced his finger on a soda can at lunch. See, kids? Soda is bad for your health. He probably panicked, since the slightest injury makes him unable to function. #1 caught him in the basement bathroom (the NASCAR bathroom) running water over his bleeding digit. The Pony came upstairs, where I made him rinse it in the sink while I got some triple antibiotic ointment courtesy of The Devil, and a green Scooby Doo band-aid to staunch the flow. I'm surprised #1 didn't just scream "WE'VE GOT A BLEEDER!" which was his favorite thing to do after some online Mother's Day card the boys emailed me a couple of years ago. I think Mabel gave them the idea.

I am still behind on laundry after a three-day weekend, but feeling almost recovered from my sickness last week. This has been THE LONGEST school year on record, and I've had the MOST viruses ever.

The year can not end quick enough for me.