Why??

Why, I ask?

Why does one have to be so braindead?

Why does one not have the answer?

Why?

Why are there so many fruit flies hanging about?

Why... where could they be coming from?

Why are the fruitflies still here?

Why, why, why?

These are the questions the husbandman ask.

The answer....

The wifey just found her coffee grounds recycling bin underneath the ever so tidy kitchen sink area.

(It is ever so tidy....)

HOWEVER... the wifey did NOT know that it was there.

SO when she opened it up to put the fresh grounds in....

about 3000 flies came to visit.

I guess we will be back to the WHY questions at the end of the day when the husbandman returns ....

Unless I get to them first!

Samsung!

Yesterday in Deannaland ended up being a not so brilliant day.

Ah whatever....

Today is a new day...

Moving on!

However.... yesterday involved a lot of laying low... not much to my liking, but that is just how somedays go... can't help it.

AS I was busily watching "say YES to the dress" (LOVE that show!!!), next to the only other show I watch... "survivor"... the TV kept going all wonky and haywire, and then would turn itself off.

Hmmmmm.

What does that mean?

So I would march back to the TV, and turn it back on... (Because really who can miss Randy giving these beautiful brides HIS fashion ideas....).

Where it would happen again.

Well... I am beginning to get paranoid here....

Is the TV telling me something....?

So... with the thought of having TWO TV fires in the past, I decided that I wasn't going to make this THREE, and turned it off.

Now the bedroom is sporting a 26" perfectly wonderful Samsung TV.

Much to my happiness.

And probably the rest of the households... since I didn't wait for the older TV to try and burn the house down.

What's that saying... "three times the charm...."

No thanks.

the Glass Castle

Alrighty then.... this was an amazing read. It leaves me with many questions though... it really does. My friend said to me that after I read this book I could nominate myself for "mother of the year". Without a doubt I could win "moty"... (so could many other mothers) but at the very bottom of the cover of the front page it also says... "A memoir"... which reminds me very much of the book

"A million little pieces".

Ditty this:

Was awake since four,
With nothing to do...
Wandered the internet
And Facebook too...

Heard Rudy leave for work,
then Lady Kathy came next.
Gary warmed his diesal,
While they waited for their friends.

I got bored of being awake,
and wished to close my eyes,
I would have a little sleep,
And wait for the family to rise.

While fast asleep,
something woke me with a fright.
the heart was already racing...
But now it was daylight.

Not sure what it was
Maybe one of the husbandmans garage like treasures..
Perhaps my mind was playing tricks on me...
One would venture to endeavour.

As luck would have it,
and this time on my side..
The husbandman even heard it,
and searched for the sound semi-far and wide.

That was the 2nd start to the day
With a pounding heart & a fright...
Not sure what will happen next..
Well into the deep dark night.

Some good... some BAD!

Excellent... except one is left feeling that raising children, working and providing for THEIR family alone isn't enough.... this fellow is incredible!

Well Janet... it's time to change it up a bit with the characters. I had a good laugh from one page. That was it..

Good! Very cute book, and a very quick read.
Bad.. bad ....bad...


OMG... hideous. I did however like the reading from around the Vancouver area.


Nicely done.. not sure if I could step into this fellows shoes... or any other relief peoples shoes in fact.

Saturday before noon:

What have I accomplished:

Well... sleep until 5:45. Hm. Refreshed! AND once again frightened to get up.. in case that wakes the sleeping dog. My world at this moment in time is surrounded with dog-like features.

DID NOT wash out the new do. It's quite a frightening one... all straight and organized looking hair. ABSOLUTELY not used to that. The chicklets ar most concerned with this new temporary look. AND the husbandman wont make any eye contact.

Who the hell am I .. I say??

Have read ONE of my books... and have a couple pages left... kind of a cute book. Will reveal once it is done. Have practiced the piano.. YES .. me practiced the piano. BELIEVE it or not....

Managed to get the boy organized and sent him to the great big US of A for the day with is GF and her family. Gave him a letter of authorization to be their... fairly scarey that is.....

AND now... that the girls hair is lovely straightened and done for the day... we are off for some type of adventure.... not sure what type... but some how it will involved looking at things that are pretty.... and maybe sparkly... and book like.... and anything else that we might muster up.

THE husbandman is left to his own devices... collecting tidbits of dog food... and other various assorted USELESS like items.

WE like the husbandman... he is a good guy.. and he keeps the house clean... and he is sporting these NEW glasses.. which make him HOT! Ya I said that Miss Fussina (who is standing right next to me as I type away...) The Daddyfellow is HOT! oh miss pinkcheeks... what is wrong with you...

Well... it's afternoon.. must be off on another adventure...hope I can with stand the big outside world!

Annnnndddd.

because I am uncontrollably nuts....

Went and had the hair chopped off.

It's the shortest its been in a very long while... VERY LONG...

Friday the 13th.

That's what made me do it.

It's sister approved.

She didn't think the hair of mine could get so flat!

It's a good thing that I rescued it with a second box of colour yesterday...

As the first box of colour just didn't do the trick in the DARKNESS department.

Not sure how things are going to go down when it comes to washing this mass of short locks....

I think that is when Friday the 13th will come back to haunt me.

Because i am NOT a doctor.

I decided that I would chop my hormone pill in half.

I will let someone know after my experimental session is over.

I am POSITIVE this is the cause of the sleep disturbance!

If it isn't then I will go back to regular scheduled programming.....

In the meantime... the Missy Till Till has STOPPED her pacing.. and is loving the rest on her pawsy's. Now she is back to regular non stop semi frantic pacing... at a rate that THIS PERSON can much more with stand.

I called up the husbandman the other night and pretty much COMMANDED him to return to the homestead.... how evil am I? Out with his boyfriend for his regular skating and pub festival... and I ruin his fun. Little did I tell him that I FELT LIKE SHIT FOR NO APPARENT reason.. have continued to have a headache.. but that isn't important... it's his little Missy Till Till that is THE ONE that holds this mans attention. He came home for her... which is all I wanted....

OK.. and now back to real life...