I, JESSIE

so it's saturday morning, the "last" day of spring break...paul thinks he has shingles, dad is sanding on the stairway (a very very loud and dusty undertaking), thus i'm unable to go upstairs - which is why i have a perfectly good reason for wearing my pajamas all day long. i'm listening to johnny cash's biggest hits cd for what seems like the millionth time but is actually only the 2nd - if i turned it off, dad would boycott or probably impress me into service. it's almost noon, and mom will probably try and feed me again, despite the fact that i'm still recovering from her gluten-free waffles - no wonder johnny is singing about a burning ring of fire... how ironic. well, to sum up this vacation, it rained, and when it didn't rain, it was occasionally sunny. the whole time it was cold. i ran out of butter AND real flour, which puts a crimp on cookie baking. i crocheted a really homely scarf, and then discovered that i was rapidly turning into my mother. i watched i,robot...it was a good movie. and if you're still reading this post, kudos to you. i'm gonna go find some socks now cause my feet are cold.