Happy Birthday, Judy

77.

I didn’t get to take the day off and baby her all day as I’d like.  (Well, I did get to make her morning coffee and a breakfast taco, but then I had to go to the computer.)  I’m digitally at a conference through Wednesday, finishing off my continuing education for the year.  Maybe I can be nice to her all day long on Thursday to make up for it. 

Happy Birthday, kid, and thank you for spending your life, and all your birthdays, with me.

Normally

On a day like today.  We’d close the door and turn on the air conditioning.  It’s 85 degrees outside.  But after a few cooler days it would feel like sacrilege to reject such a nice temperature, so the door stayed open and the air conditioning off no matter how hot it got in the house.  Another front pushing through tonight, so it will be a few days before we see temperatures in the 80s again.

I’m pissed

Judy read an article that if your kids are smart, that probably came from the mom, because certain genes related to brain development are on the X chromosome, and females have two X chromosomes for every one that men have because they’re XY.  Two to one.  Women rule.

Our kids are smart, so you know I imagine that came from me.  Now I’m going to have to go read my own articles until I find one that will restore my damaged ego.