sweet b was the license plate on a yellow convertable with a bee hanging from the rear view mirror, that we saw driving home from the temple saturday morning. it was being driven by a wide middle aged man, balding with lamb chops. "i hope he's driving his wife's car." said edith. i suggested she catch up to him and at a light say in a syrupy way, "hi sweet b". we were going to, but never got a red light at the right time. hi sweet b, wherever you are.

it's a new day. a new week. my only day of work and then tomorrow, california here i come! yeah, i'm excited. i'm also nervous about burn it up. i slept in this morning so i'm doing it after work. looks painful, yo.

yesterday edith and i took elicia blanket and heather blanket down the secret path to the park. we laid heather blanket under my oak tree and i used elicia blanket all scrunched up as a pilla. and we played crib in the sunshine. it was fun even though edith beat me every game but one. and the one i won was a real horse race--neck and neck, if you will. we were in a mood that every little thing seemed quite funny to us. like how when i was dealing edith would be laying motionless with her eyes closed and i would find different ways to give her her cards in unexpected manners. like slam them on her stomach, or fold them into her elbow crease. my favourite was when she was laying on her stomach with her arms straight down at her side, palms up and i just laid them in her palm in such a manner as to cause an automatic gripping of the cards on her part. "you're just like archie." she accused, "instead of a wet nose, it's cards."

once we were mid game when i looked up and to my horror there was a spider, not huge, but not litttle either, climbing down edith's hair. my first instinct was to gasp and point in horror, but i personally know what that's like--you don't know what's on you or where it is and you go into panicking wriggling dances to get what you know not off of you. so i sucked it back, lunged at edith who was innocently sitting there not expecting anything, grabbed the spider off of her head and threw it. then to be sure i got it, i jacked her head sideways to see, all this time her not knowing why i am attacking her so violently. "OW!" she yelled, "my neck does not bend that way!". then i explained to her what i was doing and we both had a good laugh about it. i was still uneasy about that spider because i threw it and i knew it would be back bent on revenge. sure enough, i spied it later tunneling towards me across the blanket, giving me the evil spider eye. i was backing up, dragging elicia blanket with me, and edith squished it flat on the heather blanket with the cards box. let it be a lesson to all spiders everywhere.

so we were out in the park before and after dinner, dragging the blanket away from shadows, once trampled by romping canines and playing until the sun was low and the park was suddenly very cold. we left after i was wrapped like a burrito in elicia blanket and edith had pulled up the corner of h-blanket onto her lap--teeth chattering like a typewriter.

when we got back we watched mulan. i still get teary eyed during the "be a man" sequence where she masters her training. it just get's to me!

well. bye!