I got my 100th haircut today! Just kidding. I have no idea what number haircut this would be in my lifetime, but it has to be more than 100.

I finally got the lawnmower returned today. It was more than $65, which was just the service fee. They also added another $25 in parts, one of which was "gas and oil." Interesting how there was no gas in it when he went to start it for me to show it works. And here I thought they would replace the screw on the front plate that has been missing, and they did not. But what was most disturbing is that when I turn the mower on its side to look at the blade, gas leaks out from the filter area! It never did that before. Once again, I bring something in for service and it comes back in worse condition.

I am listening to my son play a computer game (addicted) behind me and he is making these heavy breathing noises while his phone keeps vibrating. Very irritating. Julie has been on the phone now for 2 hours with her sister Katy and still going strong. Since she is now behind closed doors, I suspect she is gossiping about some family member.

While I may not have been able to say "Happy Mother's Day" to my own mother today, and though I wasn't able to make another move in a game of Words With Friends with my wife (because I beat her last night....again), it was still a jam-packed day. It started with Grace and Roman, without my help, making breakfast in bed for Julie. They did a fantastic job! Mitchell slept through it and Max was still at the prom party house.

I had to go pick Max up at 10:30, and though I had just looked at the e-mail an hour earlier, somehow I deleted the e-mail that had the host's address and phone number. I tried calling Max and he did not pick up. I finally got into Julie's e-mail and headed out the door....late once again. As I am approaching the house, I see a white truck belonging to his date passing me. I then get a call saying he is getting a ride from her. When we get home, both Julie and I ask him why he didn't tell us he was getting a ride. "Let me worry about that," he replies. Huh?!? Will this kid EVER get it?

At this time, it's raining cats and dogs outside. Just awful weather, and we have our garden tour to do. I decide I will go and take back his tux, which is across town about 20 minutes. Julie goes with me as she wants to go to a Hobby Lobby. I look them up and find there is one near where I am going. After dropping off the tux, I find Hobby Lobby, but there are no cars outside. Closed on Sundays. Ten years ago, I would have been frustrated with my wife that she didn't look up the hours first. Now I just accept that some things won't change. Plus, I was going that way anyway. And it saves me from enduring a painful trip inside.

After a lunch of soup, we finally head out with Grace for the 2012 Atlanta Private Garden Tour, in which they give you a map and you drive from house to house looking at the gardens. The first couple homes are underwhelming in my opinion, but the third was an absolute doozy. Paths, paths, and more paths leading over bridges, up hills, through hedges, etc.....and this is only in the front yard! Unbelievable. Kept thinking about how cool it would be to play hide and seek at this house. I always marvel at how these people already have a fabulous home with awesome cars, and then they turn around and plunk hundreds of thousands in landscaping. We were at that house for almost an hour I bet, and it definitely had the longest line of cars. We didn't catch all the homes, but we were out until about 4:30pm (ended at 5pm).

After we got home, it was off to church since we didn't go in the morning and dinner at the inappropriately named Taco Mac. I got a side of the "Death" sauce for the chicken wings and it was quite delicious. Julie tried to assemble the family in to watch "The Way" tonight on Netflix, but Max bailed (surprise!) and Roman and Grace fell asleep. Mitchell was doing homework, though he should have finished that in the time we were out at the garden tour.

Packed day. In fact, the whole weekend FELT packed even when it wasn't.

Tonight I learned that two shows I was watching regularly, "Ringer" and "The Firm", have been canceled. There's really no point in watching TV shows in their first season because they might get canceled. I have 4 episodes of "Ringer" I haven't even watched. Guess I won't bother.

Mitchell had his final concert of the season. It's called "Concert in the Park", but it was more like Concert in the Parking Lot since it took place in the back of the Pope parking lot.

Grace and her friend Ellie are sleeping in the tree house tonight. Roman, in turn, is sleeping on the couch in the living room and Julie plans to sleep on the couch in the family room.

We were alarmed to find out Max walked home from his friend Grace's home right before midnight, but even worse is I found out she was walking back to her home alone after getting him all the way to our house. Julie hopped in the car and drove her the rest of the way, with Max in tow.

I haven't gotten my mower back yet. The dude tells me tomorrow, but do I really want to drive down to the city on a Saturday to get it? Closed Monday. Decisions.

Finally, the streak has ended. Back to zero.

Looks like I will be playing Danielle in a game of Words with Friends! I accidentally started a game when I clicked on the plus sign instead of the X to close their stupid box that pops up now after every play. Between that and the web player on Yahoo Sports when I check baseball scores, I think I am ready to turn back on "pop-up blocker." Actually, is it on?

In other news, Turntable had a low turnout tonight, but I got Dave to come by for the first time! He played two songs, with the first one now sticking with theme, but that's cool.

I suggested Julie leave her salad bowl at the pool party Saturday in case people wanted more to eat. When I returned to get Mitchell, I never picked it up. Now she is bugging me to get it back. Problem: I don't have the name and number of the person's house. Gotta find it.

In other news, it rained like crazy on my commute home, but I got home quickly. It proves my theory that slower, steady driving in Atlanta actually HELPS. When people do what I call "The Rush Up", it causes breaking which results in a chain reaction that spirals out of control, and thus causes heavy traffic.