Hey Gale family, what are you going to do now that Jon is laid off from his job?

We’re going to Disneyland!

Yeah, seriously, we are. We decided today that we may as well put Jon’s recent time off of work to good use. We leave in a couple days. Yay! Maybe I can get a part-time gig as Sleeping Beauty or something.

(Don’t fret for Jon, he starts a new job in two weeks… which is why we felt okay about taking off on a crazy trip.)

(ps- Zoe wants me to tell you that SHE CAN’T WAIT to go to Disneyland. And I have great disciplining leverage for the next few days.)

Zoe had her 6th birthday party today. It was a hot pink, magical afternoon.

Jon — doing his usual amateur cake decorating — pulled off another sweet cake. It’s … you guessed it… a princess. A princess with a pink dress.

Now I have a mystery picture, for your gaming pleasure. Study the following picture carefully and then choose the best answer.

The following picture is of:

a) Detainees at Abu Ghraib prison using a broom stick to whack a colorful backwards 6 as part of a new form of “interrogation”

b) My son wearing a chef’s hat over his face while he whacks a colorful pinata with a broken broomstick in our miserable looking unfinished basement.

I know, I know… you’re asking what’s up with the chef’s hat. I simply couldn’t find a bandana.  And yes, it was a ghetto party, indeed.

I took pictures of each and every one of Zoe’s friends wearing the chef’s hat over their faces and smacking the pinata with a broken broom, but… well, the pictures were very creepy looking and I erased them before any parents saw. No one would have been allowed to play at our house again.

Yesterday = no TV.

Today = TV all. day. long. (thanks to a sick day off of school.)

Thank you, PBS, for continuous educational cartoons from sun up to sun down. Days like this I could kiss you… but I won’t, cuz I’m probably harboring cold germs.