I am finding it difficult to get back into the habit of blogging. This has a lot to with Dino Spouse’s changed habits – the healthier his lifestyle becomes, the more he wants to interact with me. He also wants me to look stuff up for him on the internet when he sees the laptop come out. In related news, I have hooked up our desktop computer in the master bedroom again.
Over the summer, Juicy Dino experienced increasingly violent stomach pains culminating in an extremely gross evening at the hospital, after which he was referred to a gastroenterologist for further study. I was relieved this week to hear her say that he most likely does not have Crohn’s Disease. To find out what he does have going on in his gizzards, however, he still needs an endoscopy/colonoscopy next month. This has given rise to a whole new level of scatological dialectic in the Dino Nest. Speaking of whole new levels, did you know that the video game “Halo 3” has a teabagging feature? It involves something the players can do to celebrate their triumph over fallen adversaries, and I was so, so much happier without that information. I wonder if Eeeeevil Seeestor, through whom Halo-mania invaded our home, is aware of this.
Mouse is eight now, and Podrostok wants to be a metal singer.