This is my youngest, who took a flying leap onto the futon mattresses that are currently in the middle of my living room floor. He made his leap, and then just stayed there like this for awhile. I'm thinking about trying it.
There are futon mattresses on the floor, because the futon in the basement broke yesterday, because they moved it to fix the wall behind it. Husband and Teen Child were talking about fixing it, but I don't know if that will be possible. Argh. Always something!
Oh, yeah, and my 13 year old managed to break the 't' key on my laptop. Thank the gods for good warranties.
I made bacon and only burned myself 3 times, which is an improvement on my usual. Now that the kitchen has cooled down a little from that (and the pasta and cheese sauce I made for the Teen Children), I'm waiting for the younger kids to decide if they want waffles or pancakes, and what they want in them.
I'm bored. I have stuff I know I should be doing, like putting away the 3 baskets of laundry in my room, but it's so miserably hot upstairs, I can't think of anything I'd rather do less. It's so muggy and humid. Blech. A hot day after a major storm is no fun. Although the storm was so awesome (in the truest sense of the word) it's totally worth the gross day after.
Anyway. What'cha doin', GT?