Because I’m feeling far too lazy to actually compose something remotely coherent, here is a list of random weekend factoids.  Bullet-point style, because is there really any other way?                                      

• We went to the Swamp of Enchantment for the weekend.
• Miss T continues to be a really crappy traveler.  And I get really sick of turning around from the front seat to hand her something that she has dropped for the eleventy-billionth time.
• I really, really hate car trips longer than about a half hour.  Really.
• Miss T slept for almost 12 straight hours Saturday night.  Not a peep, not a re-plug, nada.  Yay!
• AE woke up crying at least 5 times Saturday night because he had a sore throat.
• I am still unbelievably, monumentally, incredibly freaking jealous of N’s new iPhone (Did I mention he got a new iPhone?  HE DID).  I must have one of my own.  It will be mine.  Oh yes.  It will be mine.
• AE is a much bigger baby than Miss T when not feeling well.  When I mentioned this in front of my aunt she goes Well of course he is, honey.  He’s a man.
• I really hope that AE is feeling better by tomorrow, because he’s supposed to be pulled out of class for more gifted/talented testing.
• I went to my childhood church with Sher this morning, and was amazed by how few faces I recognize.  I also do not recognize any of the songs they sing since they have apparently decided to forgo traditional hymns completely.  And way too many of the congregation members wear jeans now.  Call me old-fashioned, but jeans-wearing and church-going should not be overlapping circles on a Venn diagram.
• Poltergeist was on TV this morning, and I was reminded that by today’s standards it really isn’t all that scary.  A little creepy, perhaps, but that’s about it.  Still a good movie, though, and a definite horror classic.
• I apparently can’t be trusted with drinks in the car, even if it isn’t moving.  On the way down I spilled my coffee on what turned out to be the only pair of socks I had with me (packing FAIL), and on the way back I squeezed AE’s bright blue sports drink all over my jeans.  And it ran down between my legs and under my ass, 15 minutes into a 2+ hour road trip.  For I am that awesome.
• N and I had the world’s most asinine conversation tonight.  It involved Teamsters, Dom DeLuise and Jimmy Hoffa.  I don’t know.