It's Sunday! Zach and i stayed up late last night discussing case modification plans for a pc. We also played a fair share of magic. I didn't realise he had to alcolyte in the morning. Tough bisuits for him! So yeah after tons of yelling, pushing, pulling, Zach awoke and entered the real world in a haze of teary eyed yawns and mental fog. I got to sleep in.
When the family returned i was tld its "time to clean the house" wich isn't to bad. Amanda was able to put Kira down for a nap. (lasted all of 20 minutes before she woke up again to yell her defiance of Roy Orbison.... yeah I said it) I was al abut the group cleaning effort in the house. I like the idea of atacing this dirty beast as a concerted force of do-gooder-dust-buster-house-cleaning-Nazis. I was even or maybe especially excited about the possibility of listening to music while doing this. The problem was, Cheryl chose to listen to the "Traveling Wilbury's" So as I am making my way through my chores i have to listen to a bunch of old men singing about their loneness and the ability to wish their evil woman "Congratulations." (an admittedly catchy tune) It was worse when I heard both Amanda and Cheryl singing along to it. Amanda and I actually managed to move withing dancing distance of each other while tryingto carry out the chores necessary to complete the cleaning process. She wanted to dance.... "This isn't happy dance music " I said, she looked disappointed. Damn those old rockers!
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