Annoying Boy has apparently installed a Yoga Detector in his minuscule brain. Yes, I finally pulled myself away from my graphics programs to go do a little more yoga before Lin came home and dinner needed to be made. I had no more than crossed my ankles and planted my butt on the floor when the doorbell rang.

I did peek out the window this time, because I couldn’t believe it would really be him on my porch again punching the doorbell button … repeatedly. It was, so I un-paused my DVD, planted my butt back on the floor and ignored the obnoxiousness of the doorbell ringing … and ringing … and ringing. Not quite five minutes worth this time, but all the same, too much doorbell ringing.

I know when Lin gets home, Annoying Boy is going to be all over him. I better call and warn Lin about that. Then I better get started on dinner. All that yoga and housework (and doorbell ignoring) has left me feeling quite hungry.