My younger son just said "shuma kama kama kama kama" in his sleep. He must be having a Pokemon dream. Earlier tonight, I told him in frustration that it was ridiculous that he was complaining so much. He told me "No! You are ridiculous because you think you are the boss of everything!" One day he'll figure it out...
My older son did fairly well today despite a routine visit from a social worker. Instead of being on his best behavior during the visit then raging all evening afterwards, he had a crying fit during the visit, then was fairly tolerable for the rest of the day. Amazing progress. I am very proud of him.
He now wants to join the Air Force in a few years. I don't think they'll take him, but if he works hard enough on himself, there's always a chance. It's up to him to make it happen. I will fully support his decision if he puts effort into getting physically and emotionally into shape.
More frivolously, I am loving my tan. I am out in the Phoenix sun 3-4 hours a day, including the kids' golf lessons, swimming or the water park, and running errands. I would feel better about my looks if I lost about 10 pounds. Not gonna happen unless I stop propelling myself forward through each crazy day using regular doses of chocolate...
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