What One Girl Knows

Today is Jason's birthday. As of 23 minutes ago. But he's asleep. Everyone's asleep. In Cold Blood is too weird to read at night in a sleeping house, but I'm reading it anyway. And watching what appears to be a porn, disguised in a detective movie. I should have known immediately, just by the bad acting. Then all the women kept taking their clothes off. Jason's mom has ALL the cable channels, but there's never anything to watch on TV. The porn is kinda amusing, though. One of the woman says, "What is it about dirty money?" and then proceeds to take off all her clothes. </>

The cookout to celebrate J's birthday tonight was alright. We spent two hours picking Gladys up from Chautaqua Institute and then later bringing her home. Near the end of the evening, she yelled at me for introducing her to someone as Gladys, instead of Ms. Schwartz. I was offended, until Jason says she yells at him all the time for doing it. Aaron and Deidre brought the baby, and Moriah kept dashing out of the house and running around the neighborhood. Jason fell backwards over a hedge, while trying to collar her. His shoes were at a ninety degree angle. We both agree that that was the high point of the night. There were bees nuzzling the hamburgers and Jason's mom's cousin brought a weird chow mein noodle salad dish. All I wanted to do was read and finish an umpteenth winter hat, but that's nothing new.