Wednesday whining

I got the sense that one or two of you out there (Yankee!) are anxiously waiting for Wednesday to begin. I gotta admit that I'm not feeling the Wednesday right now -- LG was great all day, and was fully recovered enough to join his father and sister for an actual non-pretend basketball game that did NOT take place in my living room. I spent two hours home alone blasting Gogol Bordello and thinking that life is extremely agreeable this evening. So even though they did not bring home ice cream -- I don't care how cold it is this week, the bringing home of ice cream is always an anti-whine -- I don't have too much whining for you right at this moment.

I hope you can step into the breech. Pass the tortilla chips and the pitcher of sangria. Let's get yer whine on, pixies!