Like Magic

My son and I had a great weekend, Intrepidblackwoman (his stepmom) is out of town, so it meant we could leave all the toilet seats up all over the house and walk around scratching at will. On Saturday we ate out for lunch and had some good conversations in between him texting. He did share something that disturbed me though, that he did not want to get married---more on that in another post soon. Other than that, the topics ranged from literature to the economy. Later that night we went to see the play Antebellum, which we both recommend. I have never seen a play as intricate or a play covering the subject matter. Those in the Washington DC area would be well served by checking it out.

On Sunday Intrepidyoungman cranked out his homework, cleaned his room, the downstairs bathroom washed his clothes, then went and hung out with a friend.

I felt like Pat Riley coaching the Lakers when Magic played for them, all he really did was throw out the ball, no coaching needed.