Chicka chicka wubbiss

We went and saw Superbad yesterday. That's a pretty funny movie, although there were moments where I was thinking "Do kids these days really talk like this?" I must have hung out with too many church-going girls in high school, because, wow, I'm easily shocked. But if anybody else saw it, did you get the impression that the Evan character was gay? And I'm not saying that because he respected women and seemed like a nice guy; he just seemed a little too affectionate with that Japanese kid. I'm not judging...I'm just asking.

It was a really good weekend all around. The weather was a little cooler, so we took a couple walks, got ice cream, sat out on the porch, etc.... Of course, I also got attacked by a bee while we were in the woods on Saturday. It wouldn't stop buzzing my ear, so finally J whacked the living daylights out of the thing, it fell to the ground stunned and then he squashed it with his shoe. My hero! Seriously, if that bee had stung me, I would have had quite the swollen head today. I'm not deathly allergic to bee stings, but I swell up like a mother when I get stung. You should have seen what happened when I stepped on fire ants, too. Grotesque.