Had one of my worst days ever with my son. We just had opposing wants today. When my husband took him this afternoon, I knew I was too aggravated to be productive or get out of my head, so I went to the movies. Can’t remember the last time I went to a movie by myself in the middle of the afternoon. It was awesome. The movie, 500 Days of Summer, was okay. the score was amazing. Listening to good music for nearly two hours as a backdrop to someone else’s story was cathartic.

Tonight after Cavanaugh was in bed, I wrote two blog posts for mamatrue and moderated comments for API Speaks.