The sore throat that I could have sworn I banished to the fires of Mount Doom has returned with a vengeance. I've been giving it a beady-eyed glare for the better part of the day and it IGNORES ME. Can you believe this? I can't. Obviously when I pull out my death glare it means I'm serious and the sore throat needs to disappear. Obviously.
On top of that, both kids are home on Spring Break. Hailey and I watched Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory because I needed a break from Charlie & the Chocolate Factory. At the end of WW Hailey told me the movie was weird. I was like, "Well, YEAH! 70's hair is always weird. ALWAYS!" Seriously, the hair just about killed me. Gene Wilder's crazy, extreme side part. I really want a picture of it so I'll never forget the awesome scariness. Please stand by.
I am so afraid right now. Hold me.
Okay. Books.
Book #164 - Photographs & Phantoms (Gaslight Chronicles #1.5) by Cindy Spencer Pape - Revisiting some of the gang from Steam & Sorcery and meeting some fun, new characters. Sweet!
Book #165 - The Demon Queen and the Locksmith by Spencer Baum - Weird title, neat book. I'll give you a hint, guys... bugs. Lots and lots of bugs. I hate bugs, btw. Hate 'em. But I liked this book.
I think I'm going to try to catch up on those shows that have decided to breed and multiply on my DVR. What's that about, btw? I swear I had cleared that thing out not to long ago.
Arrgh.
I'm out.
Later.