Talk about a slacker! I had no idea that I’d not blogged in… forever. Then again, organization has long forsaken us here. A prime example is this Saturday when we’re having a swimming party to celebrate my youngest daughter’s birthday. The festivities will include the standard cupcakes, goodie bags, balloons and even a water slide for entertainment. This sounds fine and Jim Dandy. Not a bad birthday party for any kid… until you consider the fact that her birthday was in December! We told her that it will be like having two birthdays in a year so she’s happy for now. That excuse would NOT have been acceptable for either of her sisters. Then again, A3 also failed to put 2 and 2 together and realize why she found a drawer full of envelopes containing all of their teeth with names and dates the teeth were lost written on the outside. She confronted me with one of the envelopes and demanded that I return it to the tooth fairy. She’s seven. Should I be concerned? I don’t remember ever buying into that Tooth Fairy, Santa Clause-type story and I find it strange that anyone could. It’s that damned cynicism gene I inherited from my mother.
My sweater has grown, but I don’t know how many more pictures I can show everyone of the same green blob without being annoying. Here’s an “artistic” shot of the blob with some silk spinning. Notice the lovely green
clover patch lawn?
Only 15 days until it’s officially spring, but we’ve been enjoying uncharacteristically warm (upper 40’s, lower 50’s F) these past few weeks.
Speaking of spring, etc., what in the heck is up with this Daylight Saving’s Time crap? The durned government can’t decide on life or death issues but they voted to pass a law shortening standard time in the name of saving energy. I find this seriously annoying and I challenge the Einstein’s behind this plan to ‘splain to me how this is good.
In other news, Tasha began some brand new, really strong antibiotics two weeks ago and she’s like a brand new kitty! She doesn’t look a day over 15, let alone her real age of 20+ years.
Whoo hoo, the bathroom just emptied, I’m jumping in to take a bath… hopefully undisturbed. Cheers!