So back in January, I had to give up Groupthink. Well, the semester is over and I'm not significantly more crazy than I was when it started, so I'm back. So what all did I do while I was in blog rehab.
Gosh, lots. I don't know, stuff? Well, no more snakes. Our living room has been snake free for almost 8 months. I kind of wish we had the snake back, though, because we've got all these fucking rats all over the place. As a matter of fact, I heard a snap in the front hall closet a while ago, so I probably have to go take care of a dead thing. Do you know what's worse than disposing of a dead rat? Disposing of one that isn't quite dead.
I'm seeing a counselor. Well, trying to. The money isn't always securely there, so I'm not going as often as I should.
I went to Kalamazoo last week for the International Medieval Congress which was fucking awesome. It's basically an open bar with occasional breaks for paper presentations. There were some shenanigans, I believe. Oh, and I took a crazy ride from Kalamazoo to Chicago in a rental car driven by a Greek Orthodox Priest. But that all probably deserves its own post.
My baby girl is 7 months old now, which is so amazing. The boys are so sweet to her, so sweet that it's hard to reconcile that behavior with the way they act with each other. We met with a psychologist about the oldest Gradling, so he'll be getting an evaluation soon.
I'm half-watching a show called "Wives with Knives" on Investigation Discovery. It's pretty much what you'd guess it would be based on the title.
That is absolutely some of the things that have happened.
The only way I can think to close this is with a list of semi-obscure Simpsons references
"The Christ Punchers"
"Come for the funeral, stay for the pie!"
"Quit saying Hawaii!"
"Daddy's soul doughnut"
"How do you sleep at night?" "On a pile of money with many beautiful ladies!"
"In your face, Space Coyote!"
"Good old dependable Rock!"
"Oooh, floor pie!"
"Stealing, stealing, stealing a car for Moe! Dah-duh-dah-duh-dah-duh-dah-duh, insurance fraud today!"
"Do you have any of that beer with candy floating in it? Skittlebrau?"
"I'm looking for something in an after-dinner burrito"
"5 days?!? But I'm mad now!"
"Thank god it's Wednesday!" "It's Friday." "Uh-oh. Wrong pills."
ETA HOLY CRAP HOW COULD I FORGET
"Um... thanks. That's very... rad of you."