"But Darling, if you HAVE a baby, you can't BE the baby anymore."
--This gallery of album covers done up like old paperbacks. I cannot stop with the love for these. I must have them all.
--The NCAA Men's basketball tournament. I mean, fuck Harvard, for reals (I almost picked them because Ivy League yo, but then I was like, nahh, fuck 'em, and damn if they didn't spoil a bunch of shit for a bunch of people. Gah!). But I love watching these games -- the whole thing is fun as hell, even in years like this one in which I didn't watch a single bball game before the tournament.
--Some kid's bday party on Saturday, which the invitation specifically says we can drop off our kids. This is BIG -- because for the first couple of years of kiddie parties, you have to go, and stand there the whole time making awk conversations with the other parents (whichever one lost rock-paper-scissors, like you did). There's usually cake, which is good, but still. So I'm excited and hopeful that this is the start of a new era of happy, brief independence for Kid Gleemonex and her peers.