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I seem to have misplace 150,000 pills. Baby aspirin, by the way. Nothing bad. I had them in a REALLY big child-safe bottle.

Okay, but seriously folks…

We were supposed to have girl’s night out tonight, but had to postpone until next week. That’s probably for the best because Mr. Dump ended up having to stay home sick today. I hope whatever he has isn’t catchy. It’s got a sort of a flu vibe…headache and nausea. Of course, because I pride myself on my very well-cared for hypochondria, have personally placed an EEE diagnosis on him. I don’t think he’s been bitten by any mosquitoes lately, but maybe there’s a new way of getting it. I told him to call the doctor anyway, but you know how they overreact. I am pretty sure if he calls them and they make him go for tests or something (spinal tap, anyone? I learned my lesson the hard way to be careful how you describe a headache to a doctor) he will KILL me.

“So, honey, does it feel like your brain is swelling?”

That’s probably a bad question. I get sinus headaches that may or may not be migraines, and they ALWAYS feel like my brain is swelling.

I will have him keep touching his chin to his chest, just to be sure. And if he can, I’ll tell him he’s well enough to throw a load of laundry in the machine. Cause you know, that’s how I show compassion.

Caught a headline and when I looked up the story…ugh. Yea Leominster. So much to be proud of.

“Arrests occurred in Leominster over the weekend following the attempted sale of 150,000 ecstasy pills to undercover officers — the largest ever undercover ecstasy drug deal in the eastern United States.”

We’re #1! We’re #1!

Anji wanted to know what Jon’s art looks like when he’s not using an Etch-a-Sketch, and he responded with the following:

This is obviously a picture of Tim Burton’s Jack Skellington. I love how he captured (quite accurately) the wavy background. Now he’s going to try drawing an original in the style of Tim Burton, because there’s apparently a contest running out there. I think he’ll have a pretty good shot (can’t wait to see his entry).

The sunburn is fading, thanks to all who expressed concern at my “I look like Richard Dreyfuss from Close Encounters when he got the sunburn on one side of his face” look. It’s not too noticeable now. Yesterday was downright dank compared to Saturday, but I was happy because sitting out at a soccer field for an hour in the full sun would have killed me. I would have been the mom sitting under a tent. But no need, and in fact, yesterday marked my first “wore long sleeves all day” day. Not just long sleeves but fleece. I love wearing cozy clothes – I’m not a fan of having to show a lot of skin. I love summer, but not the constant need to wear shorts. Yea long pants season!

And you?

I feel really dumb. And to make matters worse, I look really dumb, so I cannot hide my idiocy.

“Why Jody,” you say, “whatever do you mean?”

“Well,” I answer, “did you happen to take a good look at me?”

At that point you either scream in horror or laugh. And point. At my face and neck. Why yes, I did get the worst sunburn I’ve had in years today, why do you ask?

See, we were going to the Bolton fair for a couple of hours. Get there for 9, leave before noon. It wasn’t even 60 when we left, so I had a sweathsirt on and everything.

But then we started having a lot of fun, and watching shows. And next thing we knew, it was 4 o’clock, and we’d been out in the sun ALL day with no lotion on, because I forgot to bring it. Because I wasn’t thining about it when covered head to toe this morning.

So my cheeks and nose (of course) are red, as is my neck and the little triangle opening of my shirt. And my left ear. My left side is worse than my right. Oh, and my arms, cause I took the sweater off.

So I look really stupid. Good thing I hadn’t looked too closely at myself before I went out to run errands earlier this evening, or I wouldn’t have gone.

So not only am I all stupidly sunburned, they didn’t even have a stand selling sweet potato french fries. Why did we even bother going?!?

P.s. For the record, read the ad in the paper carefully. They weren’t “disco” dogs, they were “disc” dogs. Not dancing, frisbee. So I had told Junior we were going to see some dancing dogs but really, they weren’t, unless you count the spinning stuff. And then he got it into his head that we could teach this stuff to Phantom, so I had to buy him a kind of soft frisbee thing at PetCo tonight. Because no amount of me explaining the difference between the skills of a 6 year old border collie vs. A 5 month old cockapoo would convince him that it wasn’t going to happen.

It is nedstat, er, webstats for u. Jerks. Big loser jerk heads. I’d say more, but this is a family-friendly site, which is why getting FILTHY pop-ups when I never ever EVER agreed to such a thing has me flabbergasted. Almost 7 years I used them.

So here are the final stats from those jerks.

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