Phineas would like to register a complaint. Phineas was not mentioned in yesterday’s entry, even though he (Phineas) was actually present and drinking. I hereby humbly beg Phineas to accept my most sincere and abject apologies.
But while I’m here, let me take a moment to say how very cruel it is that today, this rainy perfect napping day, of all days, when I honestly can’t think of anything I’d rather do than lie in bed and doze and read all curled up with a lovely boy, the telephone will not stop ringing. It began at 8:49 and has continued roughly every half hour since – alternating wrong numbers and telemarketers. I ask you, have these people no shame?
sigh.
Oh, and I’m blushing.