“Mom, I love you even when you fart.”

I had a great time taking Ian to work.

Just got back from the salon. I let my stylist talk me into dyeing my eyebrows. Hopefully this freakish Joan Crawford look will vanish in time for my job interview tomorrow.

I’m so proud of Ian. He’s now reading us bedtime stories. Tonight he read us a couple of chapters from Tales From the Odyssey by Mary Pope Osborne.

I’m considering blowing off working on the dissertation tomorrow to go see the wildflowers in Death Valley.