--tonight I'm heading to watch Middle Sister play basketball. I haven't seen a game since mid-December. To tell the truth, I'm not looking forward to this, because I have to drive 25 minutes each way and then sit on bleachers. It's not going to be a comfortable night.
--Why didn't I have TheDad take her to the game? Well, he's spending the evening in Purgatory, AKA the "FunPlex" at a birthday party with Little Brother and 12 second-grade boys. The party will last almost 3 hours. The migraine will last much longer.
--How to amuse two teenagers: Leave a "Dr. Leonard's Presents Carol Wright Gifts" catalog on the dining-room table. I don't normally keep any catalogs in the house, since everything in them can be found faster on the internet, but this one is just too funny to toss.
--I've been whipping through Angela's Ashes, which I cannot believe I've never read before. I know the book is terribly tragic, but I'm also finding it quite funny. No one tells a story like the Irish, and Frank McCourt surely has a gift.
--One of these days I will once again be able to wear pants that are not sweatpants or yoga pants. Hopefully that will be soon.