The Weekend

E and I actually went out alone, together this weekend. We don’t do that often. I gotta tell you that Al and Tipper Gore business scared me.

I had to be prompted though. Vivian to the rescue again. She told me Tommy Davidson was going to be in town and E and I both like him so we went.

17 had a guitar recital and I had to drop by a neighborhood get together right before. At any given moment on that day you would have thought I was a woman with a real social life.

The show was at 10 p.m. I got home at 1:45 am. The next day I was so worn out I did a whole lot of nothing all day. Went to bed at 8:54 pm. Couldn’t even stay up to a half way dignified 9:00 pm. Sad.

15 is still working me. If I could just climb into that boy’s head for an hour or so and see what’s going on. I love him so but I just can’t figure him out. He is son number 6. Whether we were having trouble with any of the others or not we kind of knew what was up. This boy is an enigma.

My April – May – June surprise took a giant leap forward over the weekend. I now have hope that this bad boy will not leak into July.

He was Funny, by the way!