A Pixar film with a female lead. It's about damn time.

Dear Pixar,

Please, pretty please with caramel and chocolate sauce and sugar on top, DO NOT FUCK THIS UP!!!

Love,

Jade

P.S.: The fact that my son who swears there are boy things and girl things (and never shall the twain meet--Mommy doesn't count as a girl apparently) wants to see it speaks volumes to your animation. Again, don't fuck it up.

State of the Family

I crawled into bed around 5:00 PM yesterday. I didn't immediately go to sleep, but I was too weak/tired to do anything other than lie down, and yet I wasn't tired enough to sleep. Aside from requisite trips to the bathroom, I did not leave the bed at all until around 10:30 this morning. This is when I discovered the kiddo had gotten up earlier this morning, tried to watch Netflix, and then crawled back into bed where he had an accident (for which I couldn't blame him because this bug is just gross).

I tossed him in the bath and he just wanted to lie down. After a dose of some children's pain and fever medicine plus a dose of stomach medicine, he's perked up a bit. We're on the couch with blankets watching, I kid you not, a show called Almost Naked Animals. Oh, Cartoon Network...

I'm feeling a lot better. More alert. I don't think I can do much beyond lounge around and tend to the kiddo (he did request food and is drinking water, so he's already doing better than I was yesterday). Of course, he looks like he might start dozing soon too, but again, Sam and I were in the same boat yesterday.

I'm not going to say that I'll raid tonight. I'll probably wait another night just to catch up on more rest. I have a sneaking suspicion that as the day wears on, I'll be feeling pretty worn out by raid time again.

Kiddo-isms

"Never, ever press the self destruct button!" - Kiddo, aged 7

Ladies and gentlemen, these are wise words. Heed them well.

(And yes, it was indeed a well-timed pick-me-up.)