Two years in limbo, it's a fine place

[adinva]

OK I have to laugh. I went down at 3:30 am the other night because I woke up and couldn't find him in his room, so I checked the basement, nope, and all the bathrooms, nope, so I called him. No answer. Called again, got him. Said he was out in the backyard. So I unlocked the door I had just locked and let him in, and he said...he was bored of xbox so he went outside to look for lacrosse balls in the yard. In pitch darkness? Amid piles of dog poop? I questioned that. He held up his phone to show me he was lighting his way with it and was frankly outraged that I suggested he wasn't telling the God's honest truth. Ugh. 2 minutes later a truck goes by with music on and makes the turn away from our house at our corner, and I didn't think quite fast enough but only glimpsed it as it sped away. So I told him his friend was waking up the neighborhood when he left. More outrage, shock, what friend am I talking about? He was all by himself picking up lacrosse balls. Oh, and no, the lacrosse balls were still exactly where they were in the yard the day before, and are still there now.

Anyway, back to our regularly scheduled insanity.