and really there's

another week ...?

I voted for this ...

"Spring break"

I guess it works if you are really wanting to go somewhere.

Which we aren't.

Ever.
Never.
No way.
Forever.

Really and seriously.

It's fine actually ...

It gives the school bugs a nice break.
As in school sicknesses a chance to simmer down.
And DIE!

Then we bring our freshly traveled (except mine) children back into the mix...
AND whala .. a whole fresh batch of bugs to kill off until summer time. I am talking the school system. I mean really ... how clean are the handles on doorknobs, and bathroom stalls ... ?

In other things groovy and happening... hmmm. yes. right.

Just the way I like it.

Mind you ... we (like I did anything) cut down a little semi-annoying tree in the back yard. Well ... the sir cut it .. and I help him move the branches ... it actually was just the kind of tree that makes a mess, except that it's buds produced pussy willows, and it had round silver leaves which shimmered in the light. I think now our neighbours lawn will flood even more .. cause this tree was awfully awfully heavy ... so that water was going somewhere. And then I carried the chunks to the woodpile.

I noticed that some wild beast has been scratching the crap out of our deadening logs out back. I helped them out on Saturday and destroyed three parcels of long dead tree, and spread it across the walking area, cause I have bark mulch there anyways ... now I have a topping of sawdust. Kind of cool to see the once living tree shredded to a mound of dust ... I think our friendly ant colony has helped in this regard. I say friendly ... as in I like the things ... at least they are eating chopped wood this time, instead of my house.

This week the boy and his band are going to record four of their songs on an "EP". Not sure what that is. ... other than an extended play album. Not sure what that is. I do know that it is going to cost me money. Life is not free, and most definitely not cheap.

That's it for me ... I am planning my front yard relandscaping festival. Except it wont be a festival ... with beads and bands and mardigras paper flying everywhere. It is just me and a shovel and gardening gloves, and soil and my ipod. I think.

That is all. Really.

wonka factory workings.

The blue skies have arrived ! The blue skies have arrived !

I can't figure why I am sitting here ... probably because of the revoluntionary factors involved in processing what blue skies actually mean.

The girl is playing her wii. The boy is sleeping.

Children do that sort of thing.

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I think me and my camera must go for a roll.

Just yesterday I watched the most amazing shot come and go ... but I was not prepared for any sort of shots ... I was semi-cameraless. I had the iphone .. but that is only for miniscule pictures ... not cool eagle shots .. like the one I couldn't take yesterday!

I am going to go find me some photos for this space.

STAT.

really Marching along.

Isn't that what we do in March?

Really?

Can't believe that half the month is already gone.

Really?

Can't believe that it has almost come to gardening season, and I will be digging things up!

Really!

Can't believe that school is 3/4 through.

Really ? !

March is really marching along.

Time to take Jimmy

to vocal lessons.

OK people .. ONE freaking day I am going to videotape him, or just use my iphone ... you have got to hear this crazy bird bust out his songs ... my hair stands on end when he does the whole Neil Diamond thing ... and now that he is singing Elton John ( that duet with M&M) .. it is all mighty cool in these parts. Oh yes it is.

AND .. in things otherwise spectacular ... the lady PIPSTER is working her way ito a fine young lady .... my little artistic wonder!

The husband .. well he is all good, cause he finds battery chargers and all, and settle my frazzled yet wonderfully coloured hair.

Well .. must fetch my agnry birds and go sit in the dark for 30 minutes.... and wait for the Jimmy ... cause I am really good at that kind of stuff.

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One more thing .

Now that it is March .. the grass has had confirmation that it can start to grow. Poor grass... little does it know that I am going to beat the LIVING SHIT out of it this year. Except that the SHIT wont be SHIt because we no longer own a dog .... but the little mole that lives beneath the moss piles ... well they are surely to squirm with the heavy hand that is about to be set upon them.

Hmmph.

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JOB!

That is the excuse that I will come up with ... it's something about owning a fourth job that has thrown me over the edge.

Not sure of which one to get rid of.....

HOWEVER ... since I have a semi schedule of events that happen every single day ... things will settle soon.

In the midst of everything I even lost my d7000 charger ... and was quite psychotic over the event. Then the husbandman came home, and withing three seconds he totally reminded me where I put it.

I like him.
He's a good guy.

Now back to my non drinking problem ..