I love the Web site Awful Plastic Surgery — Anne turned me on to it years ago — and after seeing a picture of the “new-and-improved” Billy Crystal on Perez Hilton a few days ago, I sent the Webmaster a note: “OMG, have you seen Billy Crystal lately? What HASN'T the man done to himself?” Then today, I went to the site, and viola!!! Don't I just feel like a roving reporter.

It's been a while since I've been alone in the house for long enough to do one of these. Enjoy!

My blog turns 15 years old this month. Happy Birthday to Blog!

I emptied the dishwasher, took the boys to school, and did this. (I'm I hate telemarketers.)

Not sure how BK managed to catch Ehren's cold, seeing as they live half a nation away from each other and, oh yeah, have never met, but that did not stand in the way of germ transference. I was up from 9:30-11:30 trying to calm a sick BK. I fed him grapefruit, changed him, put him down in the playpen in the office (so as not to bother his four-year-old nursery roommate), left, couldn't stand the sound of him crying so I sat with him in the family room, that didn't work, sat with him in the office, which would have worked except right when I was dozing off I felt him stroke my arm and that sent him into gales of laughter. Tried bringing him to bed with me but he'd doze off and then get excited by the fact he was dozing off in mommy and daddy's bed so he'd start singing/talking. We're pretty sure he's added “Peter Cottontail” to his repertoire. Finally, I just put him down in the damn playpen and he cried it out for five minutes, slept for 10, cried it out for three minutes, and finally slept… until 4:00, when I had to get up and re-insert his binky. Truly, I am the best mom on the planet, present company excepted.

It's been a super-busy day, weighted with incessant rain and skies that prompted Lex to say, “The clouds are all gray.”

Class went great last night and then I figured out a big thread in my new play. It's funny how the building blocks that you don't know where they come from within you but you build with them anyway and boom, they pay off on a whole 'nother level. I love that.

I am further bolstered by the increasing realization that I am the author of the funniest joke ever written. My chicken-or-the-egg joke is funnier IMO than the Fishstick joke on South Park, the best joke by South Park since Clooney voiced kitty. It's fun.

Happy birthday Ehren; I love you!