I had half a cute post written about Saturday, but half of that disappeared.

Which is, actually, perfectly reflective of my Saturday. Noah was about 30% incredibly wonderfully adorable and 70% screaming demonchild. Guess who still has a cough and is also getting molars?

I posted some pictures of our very wet adventure at the Children’s Museum on Flickr, and had them integrated into the part of the post that disappeared. I can’t recreate it.

When Jill got back from her all-day car show (she won a trophy!), I went out for a little respite. Or tried to anyway.

First, Jill and Noah decided they wanted cake. So I tried to go to the awesome cake place near our house. Closed. Then I tried to go join the gym. Also closed. Then I tried to go to my favorite bookstore to get some escapist reading. No parking. Then I freaked out on Jill on the phone, and she kept trying to fix it, which was not what I was looking for. Ultimately, I did go to another (teeny weeny, not carrying the kinds of books I like) bookstore, where I tried to convince myself that there was something there I would read. You: On a Diet was the closest. Then I went to the grocery store and bought mini-cupcakes and went home.

Sunday was better.

I successfully joined the gym associated with the hospital near our house, and this morning, between 5:36 - 5:56 am, I swam 14 laps! (It’s a small pool.)

If I go 3x/week for the next six months, each visit will cost $3.