That's where Alexander wants to move when he's having a bad day. Have you ever read Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by Judith Viorst? It's one of my favorite books. I'm laughing because one of my good friends is trying to vacation there with her family this summer. However, her kids are convinced that a high percentage of poisonous animals live in Australia, making the country entirely too dangerous. So, maybe they have bad days in Australia too. Really, I would never, ever fly to Australia if I was having a bad day because that flight has got to be about a million hours and I don't think I have enough Zanax to survive. I should just set my sights on the Bahamas.
Anyway, I was not lounging on the beach with a daquiri this week. I was right smack in the middle of winter with highs--highs !-- in the low 20s. And Paul left on a business trip so instead of curling up in my pj's and eating lots of macaroni and cheese, I had be on carpool duty. Then I got my haircut and I don't like it. My bangs are just too short. I know, I know... Michelle Obama got bangs and its all trendy now but I don't care. At school, there are just 6 play rehearsals left before the big third grade production and I keep repeating, "It will all come together. It will all come together." Now I need to talk myself into believing that. Meanwhile, I lugged a heavy bag of work home over the weekend because report cards are due. Blech.