I hear that she is going to Harvard – and taking a gap year. Sounds wonderful to me. And safe. There are still an awful lot of racist loons out there and I think it is better for her to start college when her father is out of office. I’m dying to know what she wants to study.
Talking about studying, crippled son was 24 today. He starts his final exams tomorrow. He foolishly sent a txt/whatever to his brother in San Diego last night asking him to light a candle for him. I did the census last week and marked our religion as non-existent or something like that. We don’t light candles for each other…
Surfer dude was obviously full of IPAs and decided to ring him at 4 in the morning. The result was that crippled son could not get back to sleep. This was not good. I had some fecker do a similar number on me many years ago. I can still remember the tiredness and frustration and it cost me many marks in my exam.
His father said…wtf do you expect if you ask him to light a candle?
So crippled son is exhausted before his exam, and on his birthday. I felt like wringing surfers dude’s neck.
Anyway, I made carne asada, guac, pico de gallo for the dinner.If I say so myself, it was very fecking tasty. I had also made a Bailey’s cheesecake last night with dire warnings to hubby to not eat it for breakfast.
And even though I am a heathen, I would appreciate prayers, good thoughts, vibes, voodoo thingys even for crippled son.