And now for something completely different...

• The builder has completed exactly half of our yard. He has not done anything for at least a week and a half. This makes me nervous. When will he finish? WILL he finish? I feel the need to DO things.
• Last night we took the kids to Wendy's for dinner. The non-picky Jelly Bean refused mandarin oranges, he refused his little hamburger. He didn't want but one chicken nugget and ate a couple of fries. He did not drink but maybe a third of his milk. What did he eat? Ketchup. With a spoon. Gah.
• I kept saying, Lycopene? Lycopene, right? It is good for his prostate, right? Honey just looked at me. I am guessing this is not polite dinner conversation.
• Brother, however, ate up his salad, the leftover-afore-mentioned oranges, fries and sports-drink thing. Sometimes I don't remember why I get so frustrated with his eating habits. He eats good things! It is just the menu of things he will eat is so limited, I guess.
• There was a lady at the restaurant with a little mutant baby. Not that he had a disability of any sort I could see. He just looked...strange. With a ginormous head and the teeniest limbs. It is not nice to say mutant baby. Really. I am sure he is a lovely baby. And if he were mine, I would kiss and squeeze and love his little mutant self...
• He was not even 2 months old and the mama gave him a bottle of water. I just don't understand bottle feeding. Is this a normal phenomenon to give water to such a little baby? Or how my kids weren't supposed to have solids until after 6 months, but then someone I know will tell me how their 6-week-old takes 4 something-or-others (teaspoons? ounces?) of cereal in their bottle at night and sleeps from dust 'til dawn. What? I feel like at best, I am from a different culture. At worst, from a different planet.
• Then we went to Wa1Mart (why do we disguise the spellings of things, anyway? I am not quite sure. Maybe one of you would be good enough to explain to me what this precaution actually is intended to do.) to get a bit of this and that. Bought Jelly Bean some socks and some twine to string up the cucumbers (hopefully). We also found a bike on sale for Honey. For $50. I will tell you why this is significant.
• Since all of you fine folks tell me I am in dire need of a vacation (Note to self: incorporate less venom and more sweetness and light into blog posts), I have been looking at staying on the beach in a cabin in one of Florida's state parks. So, it would be a hybrid vacation of camping-esque new adventure mixed with the old familiarity of our annual beach retreat. Good idea, huh? I am thrilled with it. I just hope Honey and Brother like the experience. It is hard to be responsible for other people's good times.
• I have found a place where they rent bikes in the park as well. The bike rental is $50 for the week. So, I told Honey either we could rent a bike for a week at the summer's end or he could have one to keep. He opted to keep it. We are pleased.
• Transporting the damn thing over state lines? Another story entirely. I am hoping to obtain some gear through Freecycle. Maybe?

Hope your Monday was lovely and your Tuesday is even better. And here's to Friday, may she get her chunky ass here as soon as possible. Amen.