I stayed up past 4 a.m. to watch the Super Bowl last night, fueled by a very large cup of espresso. This wouldn’t have been the best idea even if I were not sick, but I am. The kids are on holiday. DrBob is in London, so there was no one to pick up the considerable slack. The Sniglet spent almost the entire day playing the same computer game, except when he took a break to watch a rented DVD. Ignatz was up until 11:30 eating yogurt and watching a South Park marathon. All pretense at structure or routine has completely collapsed. The inmates are running the asylum.
I hope to do better tomorrow. Frankly, it’s hard to imagine how I could do any worse.
Song du jour of the day: If Anyone Falls, by Stevie Nicks.