Living with Novabella is a laugh riot a minute. We’ve been working out every day, eating delicious food and having crazy adventures. Andy has been playing poker with a new strategy so baseball research is on hold for a few weeks. There’s more bad news on the anti internet gambling bill that moves us a little closer to us having to go back to Vegas from April to October. Nothing is set in stone but I’m trying to make friends with the idea in case it comes to pass.

I haven’t been inspired to write even when hysterical things happened like a message from Dr. Laura on Andy’s voice mail. Yes, she really called him. If anyone wants to hear about it, comment and I’ll post the story.

My mom is in San Diego for another week. My sister has her hands full with the new baby and her husband’s mom who came to help and ended up being on bed rest at their house.

I humored my mom and went to play bingo with her, Andy and our new friend Erica. Before bingo started I went to the restroom. A lady in one of the other stalls (this is gross so turn back now if you must) let out a huge fart. Explosive even. There was a pause and then she yelled out “Hallelujah!” All the bingo ladies laughed.

Andy won fifty bucks. I was reprimanded for four hours by my mom for not blotting the numbers fast enough and not taking bingo seriously enough. She actually said, “this isn’t fun, it’s work!”