does it light up?

At home with a sick Pea...she is getting better and will probably be able to head back to school tomorrow, but today she was still under the weather, and DH needed to be relieved of sick kid duty so I came home from work early to take over. Sick kid duty is never fun, and while I missed her and wished I could have been here to help her feel better, I am kinda glad he had to deal with it...is that terrible?

So when I got home I had a lovely surprise in my mailbox...the picture books I ordered are already here. The Pea was ecstatic...I have already read each one 3 times and anticipate more tonight at bedtime. I am pleased with how they turned out, and since I probably will NEVER get around to doing her baby book or a scrapbook of any kind, it makes me feel good to have these...they are the kind of thing a "perfect mommy" would do (in addition to the baby and scrap books, the videos, the professional portraits etc.) and since it feels like I am lagging waaaay behind those "perfect mommies" these days, I can at least bask in the glory of this one little accomplishment for awhile.

Smash finally got home, safe and sound. I miss her already, but I am glad for her cuz she was pretty stressed. When she called to say she was pulling in her driveway I could tell she was happy and relieved to be there...she missed all her boys and was ready to get back to her life. While she was here I did have the opportunity to introduce her to Bob, though. She hadn't seen him, and I was interested to get her opinion, so I yanked him out of his cozy little corner of my closet, out of the gift bag in which he resides and presented him for her appraisal.

Ya know how when you have a crush on a guy, and you are at that happy flirty stage, and you want to get your girls opinion? It suddenly becomes very important, before going to the next stage, to see what she thinks. You want to make sure you aren't crazy, that he is not Quasimodo and because of your desperation and rose colored glasses you are overlooking major flaws in his makeup, so you "present him" to her, often orchestrating a casual run in somewhere where you know he might be, and after he is gone, you dish. WELLLLL, this wasn't exactly a casual run in, it's not like Bob does coffee, and I wouldn't exactly call what we have a crush, but I am intrigued, and desperate, and I needed her opinion, so I "presented" him.

After she got done laughing, she started with the questions...

Smash: "What is THAT for?"

me: "I have no idea."

Smash: "Do you put that, uh...hmmm, yeah...and what is this goin' on over here?"

me: "Again, no idea."

Smash: "Yeah, you were right, it is pretty big, lemme see again..."
"Ok, yeah, that is pretty f*cking big, you don't need all that."

me: "No, I'm thinking no."

Smash: "Does it light up?"

Yeah, Bob is purple, a translucent, purple, plastic polymer of some sort, and it wouldn't surprise me...like a big, happy, fun, light stick...imagine holdin' that up at a concert...anyway...she suggested that I invest in a new shower head. I am thinkin' that if the Pea gets to feelin' better, we just might have to make a quick trip to Home Depot tonight.