The Big DumpTruck

Mr. Dump has bad luck when he flies. Not when he flies with me, but typically when he flies on business. One time, the guy sitting next to him had a heart attack and died mid-flight. That was probably the worst of the bad experiences. He was so freaked out by the dead guy that he went into the airplane bathroom and passed out, wrenching his bad knee, making a bad situation even worse (for Mr. Dump anyway).

Yesterday he had a cross-country flight and dropped a can of Dr. Pepper on himself, so he had to sit for 2.5 hours waiting for jeans to dry. I'm guessing it was fairly unpleasant. But worse, he got stuck sitting next to a woman who talked to herself. A lot. That's a long time to be stuck next to someone who more than likely has some psychological problems. Ms. Chatty also didn't do well during the approach to the airport, which was fairly turbulent. She asked Mr. Dump for his airsickness bag because there wasn't one in her seat pocket.

Mr. Dump doesn't do well around people who are throwing up.

Ms. Chatty announced to her invisible friends, "Last time I did this I used 2 bags." I can only imagine the look of horror on his face as she said it, while trying to ignore the fact that she was throwing up next to him. This sentence was followed by "When it go to this point I had to switch."

You cannot imagine how hard I was laughing when he told me this story. Luckily she only needed the one bag and Mr. Dump didn't join her. But God, can you even imagine?

There are a couple of people (like 5 or so) from my high school class who I've always wondered about...wondered what happened to them after high school, where they ended up, what they are doing. I didn't have a lot of close friends in high school, but I was a fringe member of a group of kids who did theater and and seemed to end up in the same college prep classes.

But those folks aren't signed up with classmates.com so every once in a while, like when my classmate Tony died in January, I think about them and continue to wonder.

I hate to say that I found out the hard way today where one of them lives, because her dad was the man who died in the fire yesterday. So even though she probably doesn't read this website, probably doesn't know that she's on my list of people that I wish I'd kept in touch with, I just wanted to set out my thoughts and prayers to the Dunn family.

For lack of real content, I'll provide you with some filler material today. I know you want to know what's on the old iPod for your "Be Like Jody Day" day. I'll break it down into to categories: What is physically playing right now, and what shows up as the top 5 most played songs.

Now Playing: Death Cab for Cutie's CD "Plans."

Top Five Most Played: Oh crap, I can't tell which ones are the top five. My "most played" playlist has 25 items in it and I think it's sorted by date added, not by number of plays. I'll have to look in iTunes when I get home to see the exact number of plays.

Also, here is a picture I "painted" using the oil brush tool in Paint Shop Pro. I am in artiste mode, apparently.



Lastly, to add to the list of items that I like that may be discontinued add L'Oreal's Airwear Concealer. I can't find it in my normal haunts, and it didn't look like CVS had an empty space where it would have been. Grrr.

Okay, that was a crappy title. I've been searching for animation software for a while. Something that would "fill in the blanks" as it were. You know, sort of like Flash does, filling in the blanks between A and B without me having to do it. Because I don't have the energy to fill in all the blanks.

I've been looking for a tool out there that is in my budget (let's say no more than a hundred bucks, better at 50 or less) but does what I want. I think maybe I found something in my search. It's called Moho and it's by a company called Lost Marble. I'm playing with the trial version and I can save my files in color with their logo all over it, or as a Flash file but it only saves my drawings in black and white. I will share my first effort with you in Flash format because it is a way smaller file. The background is still in color, because it's a photo that I put in. So forgive the amateur nature of my work, but hey, I only downloaded the software an hour before I saved this file.

Oh, and to register it costs $100, so that's good too!

Click to view my file

Okay, and to show how someone could REALLY use this software, here's a video someone else made as part of a contest run on the support forum for the software. It's FANTASTIC, and safe for the kids. In fact, I think the kids will dig it.

I was very excited to try Campbell's "Soup at Hand(r)" soup, chicken with mini-noodles flavor. You are supposed to just heat and sip it through a little hole in the lid. For this reason, instead of the way cool long noodles their standard canned soup comes with, this one was full of little round noodles. Have you ever had Spaghettios? Okay, well you know how there are three sizes of Os? Well they used the tiny ones in this soup.

So okay, I get over that initial disappointment. The next disappointment is the consistency. This soup is wayyyy too thick. It's like the canned soup if you forget to put in a can of water. That's just too much soup for my taste. So now I've heated up a can of thick soup filled with little mini Os.

And you're supposed to just sip this soup, no spoon needed. But low and behold, when you've run out of the broth pudding (okay, it's not that bad but doesn't that paint a pretty picture?), there's a stack of noodle Os left at the bottom of the cup! How am I supposed to sip that?!

I can't. I'm only human. I have to go get a spoon.



Do you see what I mean? And that was only about 1/3 of what was left in the can.



I'm so disappointed. Mmm Mmm Good my butt!

...it will be the weekend again! I'm SO done with this week. It's a short week but it is dragging its butt. I hate that. I would like to have a conversation with this week about it.

Me: You know, it feels like it should be Friday.

Week: Wha?

Me: Well, it seems like I've already put in enough time that the weekend should start tomorrow.
Week: Huh, oh sorry. I'm exhausted, so I'm just running in slow motion.

Me: Well cut it out! You should be fast! I want the week to end.

Week: Why, what's your hurry?

Me: I'm tired of February, for one thing. After this week, it's only 2 business days until March. March is our reward for making it through January and February. Spring starts in March.

Week: *Yawn*

Me: Dude, I'm talking to you!

Week: Whatever. Hey, is it bacon day yet?

Me: *sigh*

See, even the week looks forward to bacon day. But it's not bacon day yet, and I wanted bacon this morning something fierce. So that just put me in a mood because I can't have it until tomorrow. You know, it occurs to me if the cafeteria ever stops having their little buffet thingy on Fridays that the whole building will go on strike. That's how much people like bacon day.

I had a very odd dream last night. I dreamt that Junior and I went to this veggie stand/dollar store type place. I know where it was supposed to be, but a store like that does not exist at this location. Be that as it may, we were there, and when we came out, our car was gone. Apparently it was stolen, and the cop yelled at me for not locking my doors. Even though, locked doors or not, people shouldn't steal cars.

Fast forward to this morning, when Mr. Dump comes in the house and asks me if I went into his glove box last night. I know he knows I didn't. Yup, someone went into our cars in our driveway, and took things like phone and iPod chargers, and our iTrips (the little thingy you put on your iPod to play the music on the radio). I don't think they took anything else from mine, unless it was a CD or something, but I don't keep much in there normally. Mr. Dump had more stuff taken (my iPod charger was kind of hidden by a bag of trash. Yea messy me!).

And of course, this happened because we didn't lock the doors. Not that it should matter, because people shouldn't be coming on to my property to take things from my car. But how odd was it to have that dream last night, and then this morning discover that the next best thing to stealing the car happened? GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

And it's not like I can afford to replace the stuff right now. Oh, and of course, my irrational fear of people breaking into the house is now set to 11. It appears Junior has a little of that in him, unfortunately, because I think he's going to panic about people being in the house now. I feel the same way, but I have to be all brave and stuff so maybe his phobia won't be as bad as mine.

I hate people sometimes.

[Update: There's ANOTHER article in the paper today that says the owner of the drive-in hasn't even been approached to sell it. Okay, it's all confusing legal mumbo jumbo for the planning board, but apparently this is not a done deal and the drive-in will open this summer if it's not sold. I'm happy to post this correction!]

For the next 14 days you can read the story at http://sentinelandenterprise.com/local/ci_3531514

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Okay, color me a little shocked. I didn't realize that when Tri-Town closed for the season last year it was closing forever. We took the kids there a bunch of times, did the whole lawn-chair and blankets thing, and just generally had a great time. And today's Telegiraffe and Gazelle has a story that doesn't say anything about them closing, just that there's a 204-apartment development proposed for the Tri Town Drive-In site. So one can only assume if there's a proposal before the planning board that the drive in is dead and buried, no?

This totally and completely stinks. One more fun thing that I was able to pass on to my son from my own childhood that is going to be bulldozed for housing.

I'm so depressed.

Okay, I'm not going to overreact, I swear. But I just looked at my eyes when I was in the bathroom and one of them definitely looks a little redder than normal; redder than it should. Please God, don't let the eye virus be coming through for a 2nd round, I just can't stand the thought! I cannot begin to tell you how happy I was this weekend when it felt like it was pretty much gone! Although my eyesight seems a little worse than it was before this all happened, and that would be a sad thing. But still, to not have the ugly painful swollen eyes!

If this is coming back I am going to cry.

I keep getting email from Amazon.com saying that as someone who has purchased books by n/a, I might be interested in some other book. The books they offer are generally some version of the Bible or another. Today it was a New King James Version of the Loose Leaf Bible. Does that mean it's written on 3-hole-punch paper and stored in a Trapper Keeper?

Anyhoo, I'm wondering what exactly I purchased in the past by famous author n/a. I'm not sure how easy this will be to track down, but I'm willing to give it a try.

Dang, the whole holiday is almost over. I hate that. It is so cool to have a 3-day weekend looming before you, like a big shimmery mirage when you're walking through the desert. The desert of work and February. Not walking through dessert, because that would be cool, unless it was cherries jubilee because that would be hot. (What is cherries jubilee? It looks like flaming cherry pie filling, which is what I figure it tastes like. But anything with "jubilee" in the name can't be all bad. I'll bet if Charles Manson's middle name was Jubilee he'd have gone into another line of work. Maybe open a soft serve ice cream stand shaped like a cone. Ya, that's what C. Jubilee Manson would have done with his life.)

What was I talking about?

Oh, Monday is over. That sucks. Junior is on vacation this week and I want to be on vacation with him, but I can't afford to, because we have about 3 weeks to pay for the rest of vacation. And I do want to go on that vacation, trust me. I'm counting the minutes; but it would be nice to have a couple of days off right about now. And of course, I want to do it with Junior.

Oh, and someone finally lost one of his front teeth. Jeez, the kid is 8 already! C'mon, teeth! (Okay, I'm lying. I don't want him to get his adult teeth. I like his baby teeth just fine. They're cute and small and don't require orthadonture of any kind.)

I just read on CNN that Scott McClellen (who, I will disclose upfront, I greatly dislike, to put it mildly) said the following to the press:
"I think the American people are looking at this and saying, 'Enough already. Let's focus on the priorities that are most important to this nation,' " Scott McClellan said, urging reporters not to "overanalyze" the situation. "If there's additional information the vice president's office thinks is appropriate to share, I'm sure they will."

Scott, if this wasn't a family-friendly site, I'd tell you fill-in-the-blank yourself. We are saying "enough already" but we're saying it about this administration's inability to be upfront and honest with us in a timely manner. We're sick to death of the secrecy, lies and everything else that hovers around the White House like the smell of fresh manure on a warm day. And if we wait for the vice president's office to "share" things with us, we will be old and gray and wondering what on earth happened to the United States before the totalitarian overlords of the W regime destroyed all that was worthy and good. Because Dick Cheney doesn't share anything with anyone, including his lackey George W.

So shut the hell up, would you?

Thanks

It's bacon day again! Yay! (Bacon day...you know, bacon day. Every Friday the cafeteria has a "by the ounce" breakfast buffet thingy and you can fill a container with crispy bacon for 40 cents an ounce. Bacon is light, and you can get quite a bit of it for 2 bucks. I'm just saying.)

Had my follow-up eye appointment. Still have some infection, a little bit of swelling (this morning it's in one place over my left eye making me look like I lost a prize fight or something), so I'm to keep taking the drops and if it's not completely gone by then, I'll have another followup appointment on March 3rd. I'm hoping to be able to cancel it, to be honest. I am so OVER this.

I ran into one of my neighbors in the waiting room, and when I said I was there because of an infection he said he was too...but that he'd been dealing with it since June. I will shoot myself. I have to assume it's not the same infection, though. Maybe his was an infection related to contacts or surgery or something. Please let that be the case.

Then while in with my doctor he mentioned I'm the 4th person he saw today with an eye infection of this type. So it sounds like this is the 2006 version of the flu for some of us. At least I feel less alone. And I won't take good eye health for granted in the future!

Still pinky-eyed. They do look better after I've been up for a while, though, so I have that going for me. I assume the people at work all figure I'm drunk or on drugs or something. I suppose I am, if you consider eye drops a drug. I have them all lined up on my desk, on display, so that maybe people will get the hint. I suppose I could start moaning and saying "oh, my eyes!" every once in a while but I don't want to be completely shunned.

We were watching some of the Olympic coverage last night, including the men's short program. Boy, the outfits are getting more and more interesting, aren't they? What's with all the cut-outs? I've seen less skin on Lil Kim than some of those guys. And please, does anyone thing Dick Button was kind of loopy last night? Did he mean to compare that one guy's costume to his dining room curtains on camera? I noticed it was pretty quiet after that, so I assume everyone was laughing and they muted them all. Mr. Dump and I actually blipped back on the Tivo to hear it again...that's some great television right there. Just say what we're all thinking, Dick!

I don't normally follow men's skating, but I really like the 'tude of that American kid, Johnny Weir. He strikes me as someone who got bullied a lot growing up and he's not going to take it anymore. He's going to be himself and screw anyone who doesn't like it. Well you know what? I like it. I like you, kid, I hope you win. I hope the new scoring system lets you shine because they can't do that Gawd-awful "it wasn't his turn to win because he hasn't paid his dues on the circuit" bullcrap that the old scoring system used to do. You know, how the favorites always won because if you weren't one of the favorites you scored unfairly low. Good luck, Johnny, I'll be rooting for you!

I think I'm on the upswing with the eye thing. I called the doctor yesterday just to ask if I should be concerned that I hadn't seen ANY improvement since my visit on Thursday, and he gave me a piece of information that he'd neglected to mention when I was there...it takes 7-10 days for this kind of viral infection to run its course. There is no medication to help it, unless the infection is caused by the same herpes virus that gives you cold sores, and if I had that one my eyes would have sores on them. So thank God for small miracles. But this morning I think they look a little better, less swollen, and one of them was significantly less goopy. (Is that too much information?) And I did get hit with this last Wednesday, so this is day 7-ish. I guess I only have a couple more days to put up with it.

On the other hand, the cold symptoms don't seem to be improving and are getting worse. I'm psyched. Cause if I have to be ill in one area of my body, I want to be sick in ALL of them. Earache, sore throat, c'mon, I can take 'em all.

"Sweet baby Jesus, are you kidding? I've got too much to live for!"

Oh man, my eyes are just not getting any better. I guess I'm going to have to call the opthamologist tomorrow and ask if there should be some improvement by now. I assumed that after 4 days on the steroid drops I'd be looking and feeling better, but I look and feel exactly the same. Well, add on a sore throat and my ear bothering me (they may be connected, but I don't know if it's an earache making the throat hurt or the throat making the ear hurt.

And we're getting 20 inches of snow today.

If you need me, I think I'll be in bed.

[Crap, I had a whole huge post and when I tried to upload the new smaller version of the eye movie Firefox crapped the bed and shut down and I lost my post. BOO! Well now it's up. 740K or so. It might work better if you right click and save to your computer before running it.]

I'm starting to get depressed. I don't think my eyes are any better today than they were Wednesday or Thursday. Shouldn't I be seeing some improvement? And to top it off, my throat is getting scratchy/sore so something else is brewing. Fantastic. I want to be sick and have swollen icky eyes. I guess the Rhino treatment didn't really work.

I sent the boys off to ski without me today. Junior has his lesson (which is either his last or next to last class, I can't remember) and Mr. Dump will buy a half day pass. They called to tell me it's absolutely gorgeous out there and snow looks amazing. Great, glad I'm missing it! Instead, I can play "fight the crowds for the last loaf of bread" at the grocery store. Maybe I can touch my eye and then touch stuff so that nobody will fight me for it. Bwa ha ha ha.

Actually, maybe I'll go to Target instead. They have some of the stuff I need, and maybe the crowds won't be as bad. They couldn't be worse, right? And then I can get a Starbucks Cafe Mocha to walk around with as a consolation prize.

I videotaped the medical treatment I received today, and I turned it into an animated GIF so you can view it right in your browser window. It's less than 1.5 meg.

Medical Treatment Movie






(Oh, okay, the "after" is from a old photo. Just to be upfront.)

I did see my regular doctor yesterday, who didn't have to look very long or hard to say that I probably wasn't having allergy problems. No kidding. I have the eyes of the undead. Little children run and hide. People at work give me double-takes. That's the hardest one to deal with. I feel like such a freak. If they're giving me double takes, I want it to be for something other than my blood red eyes.

So he gave me drops and said he didn't know if they'd help because he assumes I have a form of viral conjunctivitis. I said I didn't care what he gave me as long as it gave me some relief. The burning and itching were driving me crazy by then, especially because it was moving into the other eye. He said it looked like my right eye was a little swollen (I could have told you that. In fact, I believe I did.) and I might have to go to an opthamologist to get steriods to deal with the swelling. He told me if I wasn't better by Friday I should call one for an appointment.

Well, I'm calling one today. My right eye was so swollen this morning that it looked flat from my cheek up to my eyebrow...as if there was no eye socket. It's a little better now because I've been putting cold compresses on them, but it is affecting my vision and I'm a little afraid to drive all the way to work in case it actually gets worse. That's all I need is to be stuck in New Hampshire with my eyes swollen shut.

So there you go. Another fun day of eye problems. I tried to take a photo with my camera and I made a point to turn on the red eye reduction feature but damned if my eyes aren't still horribly red. Stupid camera.

Okay, raise your hand if you remember watching The Man With the X-Ray Eyes on Creature Double Feature on channel 56 as a kid. C'mon, you can fess up. (I suppose you can raise your hand if you saw it on another station in another town as well, but for the locals, all your horror and B-movie needs were taken care of by channels 38 and 56 when we were kids. And channel 56 did Creature Double Feature every Saturday from noon to four. My sister was a much bigger fan of this than I was, for the record.

Alright, so if you remember the movie you remember the ending of the movie. And if you haven't seen the movie, stop reading now because I'm going to talk about the ending, and I don't really feel like putting too much effort into protecting you from having a 1963 Roger Corman film spoiled. You have been warned.

Okay, so you remember how it ended...he kept putting the drops into his eyes, like an addict, until the were completely black. (At least that's how I think it ended. That's what I have burned in my brain anyway. His eyes turn all black and he goes blind. What a happy ending!) Anyhoo, my right eye is such a deep dark red that I feel like Ray Milland at the end of that movie. And now old lefty, feeling jealous, is developing the same problem. I can't see through anything, for the record. So don't worry about me ratting you out to your mom for your less than pristine underthings. My doctor told me yesterday that it probably wasn't pinkeye because it was only in one eye. Okay, thanks for that. Now it's spread to the other one, do I get to have medicine now? If not, I'm going to have to rip my eyes out. Or get me some X-Ray Eye drops.

Here's a crappy photo taken with my phone.

I just added a link to a site owned by a guy I know. I know him because he's actually been inside my house at least once; a dinner guest actually. He found me charming and for that reason alone I should have put him on my link list years ago. Of course now it just seems like I'm doing it because he is apparently some sort of web guru with book credits and speaking engagements at conferences and all sorts of other geeky goodness. Not that I've been able to parlay his long-time friendship with Mr. Dump into anything of substance, mind you. I can't even get my marriage to Mr. Dump parlayed into anything of substance (Ha!).

It's not like I'm trying to become an A-list blogger or anything. Or B-lister. Sheesh. I sit here waving my arms saying "Did you know that my site was once listed in Access Magazine, the Sunday Newspaper insert that was a lot like Parade Magazine?" But that was a long time ago and I think they are defunct but it was still a pretty high profile mention.

Maybe if I post pictures of my eye.

Wait, what was I talking about? Oh ya, so I added a link to Ethan's site but I hope he doesn't check the link back and notice how crappy my style sheet is. That would be embarrassing.

I don't know that I actually have "pinkeye" because my doctor says if you only have the problem in one eye it usually isn't. And I don't have ALL the pinkeye symptoms, so maybe he's right. But my eye was crusted shut this morning, is all red, with dark red eyelids, and it's itchy and hurty and kind of feels like I've been sobbing my eyes out for days. And itchy and hurty. Don't forget that.

So I don't know where this came from. The only answer, then, is that God is punishing me for something. I just need to figure out what. The only cartoon I've created recently is a lovely drawing of Ricky Ricotta from the back of one of Junior's books (it shows you how to draw the characters, step-by-step) but I don't think any major religions consider Mr. Ricotta (or his giant robot) a prophet. I could be wrong, of course.

Let's see, anything else you need to know? Oh right, I almost forgot...there's another item that we may have to add to the "Things Jody Loves that they Discontinue" list. I have to do more research, but all the grocery stores I've visited in the past few weeks have stopped carrying a product I really love - Cremora Royale. It's plastic coffee creamer, but you have to believe me when I tell you that Mr. Dump used to put it in my coffee sometimes and I couldn't tell if he'd used half-and-half or not. That's the mark of a fine product. And because we don't make coffee at home very much any more, we don't buy half-and-half, and if there's no half-and-half, I can't make coffee at home even if I want to. We used up the Royale we had so I need a new container...and can't find one. So I'm going to search it out on the web, hoping that the fact that it's not on my local shelves doesn't mean it's gone forever.

At about 6pm last night Junior asked Mr. Dump if we could change the channel to Cartoon Network. Such a silly child.

It got cold again. I just know that this stupid weather is going to make me sick. I was outside, doing yard work practically naked (okay, I wasn't really. But my coat was unzipped) and the boom, I drove to work through what looked like a snow globe. I am done with winter. Too many 50 degree days. I just want to get spring started up and not look back.

Junior had a run-in with a baseball in the back yard and got a bloody lip. I keep trying to tell him that this is the kind of thing that happens in baseball if you don't move quickly enough...someone could hit a line drive and you have to get the glove in front of your face fast. (This wasn't a line drive, he was just playing catch and we weren't even throwing it hard.) He's okay, it sort of knocked into the tooth that was already loose, so I told him we could just keep throwing baseballs at him until the tooth comes out. I mean, the kid is 8 and he's only lost 2 teeth so far? Once he calmed down from the blood, he got all upset again when he realized that Phantom, King of the Chews, had started ripping/eating the cover off his baseball. His souvenir Disney baseball from our last trip. Oh, the sobbing. Luckily, I told him that in exactly 12 weeks, I would personally replace the baseball. So I guess the first order of business in Florida is to hit the Star Tours gift shop at Disney MGM. Oy.

Happy Barfday to Mr. Dump!

I just wrote a really intense and scholarly sentence to start this paragraph but I erased it because I am about to talk about Gilligan's Island and I don't think you can use intense and scholarly sentences to talk about Gilligan's Island. It forms a black hole that sucks all matter into itself and then you can't talk about Gilligan's Island any more. And I don't want to be in that kind of world.

So I'm sitting here, eating leftover snack foods from our trip to the movies yesterday (more on that later) and pondering the meaning of life. That happened after I wandered through the back yard with a shovel picking up dog crap. Dog crap makes you ponder the meaning of life. It also makes you ponder why you didn't pick it up while there was still snow on the ground because, dayam, it would have been MUCH easier to do on the snow.

So anyway, what I was thinking about it my favorite moments from Gilligan's Island. The scenes that I consider the best. In no particular order, I give you:

• When they were sitting there dialing the phone trying to call someone for help. I'm not sure why they were dialing random numbers, but I guess all that time on the island had given them all phone number amnesia.
• When Gilligan is flying around with the jet pack. That's cool. Jet packs are cool.
• When they were all bad guys/spies and the makeup compact and the soup ladle were communications devices, and Gilligan had the special lip protectors so the poison lipstick couldn't hurt him. That episode rocked.
• Radioactive veggie seeds. So many different reasons this one rocks, there isn't enough room to list them all.
  
• The episode where they make the silent movie. The image that sticks in my head is when the tripod holding the camera sinks lower and lower and they all just crouch down to stay on camera.

And your favorites?

I'm a bad dump truck driver. I have been scarce this week, busy trying to figure out if I spelled scarce properly. I think I did. It looked funny to me, but everything does.

Why do I feel like I haven't had a moment to myself? I really have had a few, I just haven't been using the computer in the evening, and I barely have time to pee at work. (Okay, I have time to pee, but you know what I mean.) So what fills my time? Sick boy, Sudoku and Animal Crossing. This is my whole life. I know you won't believe me, but I am even backed up on reading my People Magazines. So you know it's serious because that just doesn't happen.

I am a Sudoku addict. I had let it go for a while, but picked it back up again, and now I am working on doing Fiendish level puzzles. I'm not great at them, but I have finished a couple without cheating. No, really! My current level, if I had to pick one, is "Difficult". Mild is too easy, I need to at least be slightly challenged. I guess when I finish the current book of them, there isn't a book 4 so I'll probably slow down or stop with the Sudoku for a while. But I know I won't be able to give it up entirely.

As for Animal Crossing: Wild World - now Mr. Dump is hooked on it too. The only sound you hear in my house at night is the whistling sound of someone catching a fish. I'm still waiting for someone out there reading this to let me know that they are playing so we can visit each other using WiFi...I can show you how I decorated one room of my house all in the Snowman furniture. I actually think I might have almost completed the set. I may be missing a piece or two, but I've got almost everything, including the floor and the wall. I'm also looking for the Lovely Phone, so if you play and you have the Lovely Phone, you will be my best friend forever.

Junior is feeling better, not 100%. He missed 2.5 days of school (he went home early yesterday) so cross your fingers that he makes it all the way through today. He really can't afford to lose any more time!