Well, I whapped snooze for forty-five minutes this morning, I want to leave the house in 13 minutes, I am neither dressed nor clean, the cats are not fed, and this is not written.

Obviously.

Fortunately, since I'm still three days behind, Sunday makes for a short entry.

I hung around the house all day and then went to bed. See you tomorrow! No, well, not quite that short.

I went out to the supermarket, and while I was there I ran into Fran and Bonnie, which was great because I bought far too many heavy groceries and he could help me carry them home.

On the way back, he mentioned that John was coming over to barbecue that night, and I said "Even though Cynthia's not home and Katie's at camp? So nobody that he is either related to or used to be married to is there? He's just coming over to feed us?" and the answer was yes!

I had actually just bought some sweets, a brownie mix and a lemon pie, so I volunteered dessert and decided to let Molly pick which one we would have. When we got home, I went in the backyard, and then John and Molly came round and I offered her the choice. She picked lemon pie.

We all had our hamburgers and hot dogs and bread sticks and things, and then we were sitting around digesting, making room for the pie, and Molly was on my lap and we were fooling around, and then she burped hugely.

"Say excuse me."
Silence.
"Say excuse me!"
Silence.
Molly, say excuse me when you burp!"
Nothing.
Taking her off my lap, "Fine, no dessert."

And that was the beginning of the most ridiculous example of a child's stubbornness that I have ever witnessed. She refused to say "excuse me" for two hours, she would say literally everything else, "please", "I'm sorry", "I'll forgive you if I can have dessert, Daddy," which is kind of a weird one, but one of the three lines that she pulls out when she is trying to get her father to give her something, "It will make me happy," "You're hurting my feelings," and "I'll forgive you."

The other two lines saw some use as well. And why wouldn't she say "excuse me"? Because "I don't like to do it when people are close by!"

"But Molls," I said, reasonably, " 'Excuse me' isn't something that you say to yourself--if you walk into your room and close the door and say 'excuse me' a hundred times, it means nothing. 'Excuse me' is something that you say to other people, that's its whole purpose!"

Well, she worked herself up into quite a state of hysteria. I was unmoved, her father was angry, John was bemused. Fortunately, Bonnie wasn't begging for pie, as it was probably easier that none of us had it. Fran said "I want you to be a polite little girl, so I can't back down," and I said "It wouldn't matter if you did, 'cause it's my pie!"

Apparently, the battle raged until she was in bed, then she said it and wanted kisses and stories and things, none of which she got.

What a kid.

Are you stubborn and bull-headed? What's the most ridiculous act of stubbornness that you have ever perpetrated or witnessed?

And we're still talking about switch-hitting, funny kid stories, unintentional comedies, sexiest thing that maybe other people will think is weird, great casts, and procrastination.

Today's horoscope:
You will need to compromise with a household member between wider horizons and the familiar home scene.

One year ago today:
I'm not cool enough to get the unwanted spam that everyone else gets!

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