I stopped at a friend’s house tonight to have him help me with some of me computer glitches, and while I was there Claire started out as a nice little angel who was playing on the floor quietly. Then she eventually morphed into this spawn of Hell who justed to flip out and began to yell and cry. We quickly left his house and went to meet Momma at the local restaurant where she’d rescue me from this new Linda Blair sitting in my daughter’s car seat. On the way there Claire took off both shoes and chucked them at my head, and then she began screaming

"Damnit It! Damnit It! Damnit It! Damnit It! Damnit It!"

Over and over again in some maniacal voice while I tried not to laugh in the front seat of the car. Needless to say when I pulled up in front of Wildflower Bread Company, I jumped out and locked all the doors. Donna and my friends just stood there and stared.