Two Three Things
1. I go back and forth between singing "Katie Katie potatie, banana fana fo-fatie, me mi mo-matie, Katie!" and "Oh, Katie, you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind, oh Katie! [clap-clap! clap!] oh Katie!" Occasionally Jack or I will try to make light opera out of it (Oh, KATEEEEE, you're so FIIIIIINE, you blow my MIIIIIIND!) but only when we're bored. Jackson, sensibly enough, thinks we're nuts.
2. The other night I dreamt that Ben Affleck broke up with me, but I didn't really care, I was just dating him because I thought he wanted to. In the morning when I told Jack about my dream he said, "Was it Ben Affleck the writer, or Ben Affleck the activist?"
That's all I've got.
It's been a week, Intarnet, and it ain't over yet.