Hmmm.

Well, he apparently is talking to me again.  At least somewhat.  And for some reason, I lost my mind again and agreed to hold a birthday party here for a guy that my husband works with....  That's ok, it'll be fine I am sure.  I can always send my son upstairs to his room with a laptop.  Certainly can't send him to my room, he'll have gone through everything I own before the night is through.