12/3/06

madrobins: It's a meatloaf.  Dressed up like a bunny.  (Default)
So today YG and I went out to our neighborhood location for a cookie stand. Despite weather that went from sunny to chancy to raining pretty damned hard, and was mostly gray and chilly, we sold 50 boxes (which is about what we expected) for our half of the process.

YG, who was a peach all through the experience, became a pain in the ass immediately afterward. Why can't we do this. Why can't we do that? I want to buy something. Why can't we go to the bookstore on the other side of town? When I asked her to make her bed she gave me a world of shit; so she's going to have dinner and go to bed. Period. I have noted this behavior before: when I go out of my way to help her or provide her with a good time, immediately afterward she becomes all demands all the time. I will not kill her. She will not be happy about the bedtime thing. We will all survive.