KFC now does buckets, so we got one. The girl (who looked about half my age) looked at me like I was nuts as I bounced up and down and chortled with glee at finally getting to purchase a bucket of chicken. We came home and ate it watching reruns of The Nanny and Becker. I love Becker. The show's awful, but the character makes me laugh just by existing.

I spent more time with J¹ today than I think I have in the rest of the year put together. I'm sure he's very happy with his Evil attachment, but sometimes I wish she'd just drop off.