If it looks like Einstein, it must be him. Right?

Since I last wrote, dear readers, it's been about two weeks. Plenty of madness has occurred, most of which really should have been shared with the general populace. Like BGRR trying to pull open a push door....at least 3 times. No sweetheart, see that little sign? The one that says "push"? Of course, you were testing me. I'm sorry.

Yes, like I said, you've missed alot. Here's some of the highlights....

**My darling sister MW blurting out in the middle of dinner, "He looks like that guy!! The poison guy!! From the movie!" After much confusion on his part, we figured it out. Say it with me now, delam....."INCONCEIVABLE!"

**At the BFI, BGRR walking past the sign that gives precise directions where we want to go - and going in the opposite direction. On multiple occasions.

** BGRR needs new glasses. Aside from the fact that I really don't like his frames (and neither does his sister L, but that's beside the point entirely), they don't seem to be working as well as they used to. Well, he also can't read a GPS system. After yet another lovely bout of feeling like crap, I flat out told him there was no way I'd be driving my car and handed over the keys. I happily programmed the car to our destination and settled back to nibble on toast. It's not that hard to follow a navigation system, is it? Apparently, because he missed the turn the car was telling him to make. On top of this, he completely ignored the "Darling, it's this one. Go right. No, really. This is your exit. You're clear to change lanes, just make it quick. D...D....DB!" I think he's been working on the girlfriend auto-ignore in his spare time; as evidenced it's working splendidly.


Will edit as I remember more of the insanity - promise!