I slept thru the night and feel a lot better today. It's sweat flavored gummi's 30th birthday today; go visit her blog. Tomorrow the teens come for a week and they're bringing the new dog, a big fluffy monster that I've never met. I've heard he's sweet, but frankly we're barely keeping up with the pet hair around here as it is with the one dog and the two cats we have now. P claims I shouldn't worry about it. But I do. So there.

I saw Signs last night. I kind of liked it. I liked the kids a lot, and there were some truly funny and scary moments. But I thought the whole Father-Mel-loses-faith-and-regains-it aspect sucked. It's just so cliched, been done a million times, and was totally unneccessary.