3.1415. This many digits of Pi won’t happen again for 100 years. We celebrated by making pizza Pi from scratch and by “we” I mean Alex. I was alternating jumping on the trampoline with the kids and drinking whiskey barefoot in the yard. Then we had a knockdown drag out debate over dinner about why anthropomorphic views of animals create type two fallacies in scientific inquiry. It is nerd city up in here! I started it by saying I watched a youtube video of a whale asking for help and appearing appreciative of said help after he received it. After that it was boys against girls. It made me feel really happy. Then Alex did the dishes, even though he cooked, so I got even happier. Now I’m laying in bed at nine o’clock reading a book or two or three and writing this wee little blog on my phone. This is the best day I’ve had in a long time.
****I did find two cheese stick wrappers, dirty soccer socks and a book on big foot UNDER the covers on my bed when I crawled in tonight just as a little reality check. I can’t imagine who would have put that combo there….