ME: "Hey, got a question for you... "

COLTON: "Yeah Mom?"

ME: "Haven't seen any of your gym clothes in the laundry for a while. Since, well, school started actually."

COLTON: "Yup."

ME: "Have you been bringing your gym clothes home?"

COLTON: "Sure. Brought them home last week."

ME: (becoming nervous) "Sooo.... was that the first time since school started?"

COLTON: (clueless) "Yup."

ME: (horrified) "Honey, how many days a week do you have gym class?"

COLTON: "All of them."

ME: (full-on freaking out) "So you wore the SAME SHORTS SHIRT SOCKS for a whole week in a row?!!!"

COLTON: (calmly) "Two weeks actually, you forgot to wash them last weekend so I used them this week too."

ME: "Wow. Just.... wow."

Suffice to say 10 7-year olds plus two 8-year olds plus inflatables/pizza/juice/cupcakes/dance music is more terrifying than any last-second creative project that absolutely MUST raise sales 70% with storyboards due tomorrow.

(I'll take the latter any day.)

Tim totally sucked it up and didn't even complain about missing part of the NFL draft ... but he did ask the pizza delivery guy about it.

Some photos from down-time Sunday:

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EYE PATIENT TO MY SISTER THE OPTOMETRIST: "Wow, can I just ask when you're due? Because you look huge and miserable."

MY SISTER THE OPTOMETRIST: "Not until August. Thanks."

WHAT SHE WANTED TO SAY: "Not until August. Thanks. Hey can I just ask how old you are? Because you look old and withered."

Um... ever feel like you may or may not have just witnessed your future if you don't CUT DOWN ON THE FREAKING CAFFEINE just a tad?

Little French cartoon found via Tweetmeme...

Now my office is like one of those really cool kitchens with stainless steel appliances that look so pricey-awesome on TV or the brochures ... and totally mock me with their whole "look at me i'm so expensive and desirable and totally out of your league realtors love me you'll never own me hahahahahah" jibes.

But I digress.

My poor lil' white iBook gave up the ghost on Tuesday. Bad hard drive. Bad logic board. (Oh, don't think there weren't jokes to that effect around the office. You know who you are.)

So now I have a new/old/used MacBook Pro. It's silvery. It's WIIIIIDE. Well, specifically it's much wide-ER.

And it doesn't include at least 2 weeks of everything important in my life, since I hadn't backed up my stuff in a while. Yes. I know. YELL AT ME. Make fun. Give me the laundry list of strategies I might have used to save my calendar, contacts, iPhotos, work docs, emails, etc. It's sort of like pointing out the sidewalk to someone who just wandered into traffic and got hit by a bus.

THE GOOD NEWS: I'm up from wallowing at the bottom of the well, with a valuable life lesson to trumpet to the masses.

THE BAD NEWS: It is almost certain to happen again, as I'm already complacent and lazy and positive lightning couldn't possibly strike twice. Which is exactly why it will. So you'd think I'd just learn from that and recognize that but well hey, you'd be wrong.

If you have kids, here's a tip:

A DVD player in your car doesn't guarantee a happy roadtrip. It just causes more pain, because then they all fight over what to watch. The real trick, I think, is to get them all portable DVD players and headphones. But is that spoiling?

Some things they fought about:

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