I CANNOT

unpost what I just posted. F tells me that my brother will get mad, that I am mean. Not sure about the former since he never reads my blog and yes to the latter, but who cares? I can be mean, what's more, I only insult myself in the post and who knows how many of you will read it and perhaps enjoy, my insanity. Maybe nobody will read it, and that is okay too, because I felt great writing it. And I have not felt great since the water in the glass bottle in my fridge exploded leaving shards of ice and glass everywhere, followed by detergent (Dreft no less- costs a fortune) spilling everywhere because there is some microscopic hole in the back, followed by the shitting in the tub when I was done bathing kids, preceded by A vomiting all over the stroller right after eating dinner tonight, which was preceded by AleVit screaming their heads off for about an hour, pre, during and post dinner while MoJo made non-stop demands. Yes, I need to take a chill pill. And get somebody, to help me during the evening. Learned today that F's new job is officially until 6pm, so he will NEVER be home to help me. I feel so much better now. Just to end with some levity, J is obsessed with what is "eagle and an eagle." Can you guess what he means? Here is sentence for context " Is it an eagle to litter?" How cute is his phonetic rendition of the legality of things?