I believe the technical term is "mixed bag"

1. Cary left me at home alone with the kids all day and night because he was going straight from work (completely acceptable) to the first round of the NCAA tournament (also acceptable, but still left me cranky and griping because I wanted to go too, damnit).

2. Duke finally lost an opening round game. But I was watching it at home on TV and I didn't pick it in the pool because I thought they were good for at least one round.

3. Henry got socked in the eye on the schoolbus by a kid that he usually identifies as a friend. Although this same boy has intentionally stepped on Henry's shoelaces in the past to make them come untied. But I was pleased that Henry didn't strike back. He told the driver and managed to avoid a knock down drag out brawl.

4. I learned at dinner that the same boy now sits at Henry's table in the classroom.

5. There was a e coli found in the drinking water of Henry's school. Yep. Two months ago. But they just reported it yesterday. Fortunately it looks like a lab error. I can't believe I am saying this but I actually feel bad for the principal because she has to try to explain the concept of a false positive to hordes of irate parents.

6. My brother sent me a sweet James Murphy DJ set. I can't wait until I have time to unzip it, import it into itunes, add it to my ipod, and find time to listen to it.

7. Henry scarfed down four helpings of spaghetti and meatballs at dinner and Lucy ate three bowls of dry cereal. And neither kid hassled me when it was time for bed.

Now I am off to finish wrapping Lucy's birthday presents. We are celebrating one day late since everyone who was consulted thought her Daddy should be here for the celebration. She is very insistent that she is two and will show you or anyone else who is aound by holding up two fingers and saying "I two." She is going to have a really hard time transitioning to being another year older. Don't we all. So I gave her the present of not telling her until tomorrow.