Okay, this is going to be a useless, super short little entry, but I need some sub-par sleep. I added this stupid little "widget" to the bottom of my posts, which enables people to effortlessly search through my little chapters of torture here in angst land. First of all, widget is a word that barely means anything to begin with, and means even less after you say it more than twice. Anyhow, the stupid widget appears to desperately want everyone to check out my little bloggo about menstruation (It's Wonderful Being a Girl?!?). This means that there's a little icon with the smiling maxi pad I drew up. Over and over again.
Because I have my head stuck in my blog so often, the kids have become familiar with the look of it, and will sometimes make requests. Jack, for instance, LOVES to have the little story of his own private neurosis read to him over and over again, about how he gets flipped out when he hears the classical music piece "Primavera" ( Vive Le Weekend ). Ella, on the other hand, likes some of the idiotic pictures I've drawn--especially that stupid maxi pad, and whenever she drops by, she says (in all her 3 year old beauty):
"I want to see the HAPPY BANANA."
The happy banana.
And there you have it. Buenas noches!