So . . . not much going on these days. I had a headache yesterday. Number One threw up in my car last night. We went bowling last night with friends and I came in dead last . . . and one of our players was three years old. (I'm totally using the bumpers next time.) We had lunch today at a fabulous Persian restaurant and ate so much that I skipped dinner. I finally cleaned up my office and got rid of all (well, most) of the paper stacks. The most fun part of the last week was this:


The famous 2 B's came to visit! Batman and the girls got to play with them much more than I did (stupid job!) but I did get to smooch on them a little bit. Brooklyn doesn't mind so much, but I have to sneak up on Barrett. I would have taken a picture of him, too, but my camera's shutter isn't fast enough.
All right, enough rambling. There's a new recipe up here. I'm going to eat some ice cream and go to bed.
All right, enough rambling. There's a new recipe up here. I'm going to eat some ice cream and go to bed.



We did some of the touristy stuff, but the best thing was going to the Library of Congress and watching a Coke commercial that Batman's great-uncle Glenn filmed back in 1965. He was a test pilot on the F-104 Starfighter, and after watching his commercial we went to the Air and Space Museum and saw his plane! Well, it wasn't HIS plane, but one just like it.