I got up early yesterday because I had to get a Mother's Day card and gift for Mom, so I borrowed the car and drove down to the Barnes and Noble in Edgewater.

Edgewater is, oddly enough, down by the water, and it's really something some of those places down there. These communities, these million dollar condos and these little fake streets and so on, it's hilarious, especially since some of them are officially in West New York, which, farther up the hill, is where the majority of the Cuban population of my section of Jersey live.

I wonder how those millionaires feel, living in the barrio?

Anyway, I got Mom my current "buy for everyone" book, The Eyre Affair and a card, then went home. It's amazing how much getting up early in the morning and running a bunch of errands before noon makes you feel as though you have really accomplished something.

Cynthia had a last minute job, so I babysat and then brought the kids into the city with me on my way to the theatre to hand over to Fran at his office. My goodness, having children is complicated.

This creepy guy on the van tried to chat me up. Apparently, I am now catnip to creepy guys on the van. Who the hell tries to make time with a girl when she has two little kids with her?

While we were waiting for the van, we had this conversation:

BONNIE
Do you know what this toy is, Kymmie? It's from He-Man Masters of the Universe!

ME
That's a pretty old show, is it going to be on TV again?

MOLLY
Yeah, so is Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, it's going to be on TV, too.

BONNIE
Kymmie, you know what else is going to be on TV? Ultimate Muscle!

ME
What's that, is it a cartoon?

BONNIE
No, it's strong boys seeing who has the biggest muscles of everyone!

ME
Bigger muscles than Daddy's? Bigger than Omar's?

BONNIE
O, much bigger than Daddy's, and almost as big as Omar's.

ME
Ah, that's pretty big!

MOLLY
Kymmie, when did Omar give you the ring with the devil's head on it?

ME
When we were in Lancaster, before you guys got there.

MOLLY
I remember, you said that you had gotten there on Wednesday. (this child has the most astonishing memory--she is totally the Rain Girl)

BONNIE
Kymmie, when is you and Omar's anniversary?

ME
We don't have an anniversary.

BONNIE
Why not? Mommy and Daddy have an anniversary.

ME
That's because Mommy and Daddy are married.

BONNIE
Why aren't you and Omar married? When are you and Omar getting married?

MOLLY
Omar has a wife!

ME
Yeah, that's it, that's the reason we aren't married.

John picked up the script for the reading of Born Yesterday and I thought that we were going to discuss him doing Moon, but he just said that he'd call me and left. Clearly he is still thinking about it, but if he doesn't want to do it, maybe Philip can play the character if he doesn't want to direct.

Dear God, this is complicated. It's like I'm putting a puzzle together, but I can only put it together one piece at a time, because whatever piece goes in next affects what will go afterwards. And if Philip doesn't want to direct, I'll ask Gregg David. I have a couple of possibilities if people say no, but not many.

Monty's face is puffing up again, goddammit. Also, he appears to have gone deaf. When did he get so old?

Lenten entries missed:

Jette really loves movie theatres, wasn't sure if something was a date or not (I thought that sort of thing only happened to me), thought of a better sequel two years ago, her grandmother had a very complicated birthday, and totally actually did have a date.

Today's horoscope:
Get a different perspective instead of always sitting in the same seat. Physically assist the person who has no idea what you're talking about. This is turning out much better than you planned.

One year ago today:
You hold your fingers in a vee, then take the yarn under there, then over there, then through there, then around there, then you stand on your head, spit over your shoulder and sacrifice a chicken.

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