There are two things I want to say tonight.

The first thing regards my husband. He has been following me around with a pretend hat today, accusing me of being either Canadian or Chinese. Not that either of those are things to be ashamed of--it's just that clearly I am not either. The odd bit is that he had no reason at all for starting it, but he has certainly been persistent with it. I don't even know what the hat is supposed to be about. He giggles wildly, though, so it seems to be a good joke. I guess. He also danced his way through the aisles at WalMart tonight. I tried not to notice, but eventually he got caught and started blushing like a twelve-year-old girl. I think that this househusband thing is getting to him. Need to put that boy to work before he goes completely mad.

Also, there's nothing better than ice cream. True love arrives with Ben & Jerry's.