The Pea: took his last dose of prednisone this morning like a man. Okay, not really. I had to wrap him up in a towel and stick the syringe in his mouth like I was worming a cat. But he spit significantly less out this morning.
Hubbykins: crazy work hours on the horizon, so he's hoarding video game time now. He even talked me into playing some crazy, destructive dystopian war game demo with him the other night. Which leads me to...
Me: trying with all my might to fight Sexy New Idea Syndrome after I woke up from crazy, destructive dystopian war dreams the other night. Hmmm...wonder where that came from. Yet somehow, I managed to weave time travel and some romance in. (You can read all about the symptoms of SNIS at Frankie Writes. It is a serious, possibly hopeless condition.)