Monday, July 25, 2011


Daughter 2: Oh God, I'm starting to sound like a mom.

The Mama: Is that so bad?

Daughter 2: Yes. I'm sounding like my mom.

Friday, July 22, 2011

what do you want to be when you grow up?

No one evers says ...
Why is that?
I like this lady. I like her alot.
In fact the only thing about this entire photo I'd change is her hair.
A couple of strategically placed bobby pins would subdue those flyaways fairly easily.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

don't scratch

Each day for the last couple of weeks scads of these little fellas have filled the air about our home, and each day I scatter them from their perches as I hang laundry out to dry. I can't help but stare in amazement at those wings of theirs. So little can do so much, as the saying goes. That is a saying, no? Hmmm... anyhoo, did you know their main source of food are flying insects: mosquitos, flies, gnats, bees, etc? Awesome. Now if only they'd take care of the chigger population as well. Daughter 2 is on tube #2 of hydrocortisone cream and a new box of benedryl tabs. Poor thing looks like she has the chicken pox. Speaking of  ... seems it's time to reapply. I must say good night.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

how does your garden grow?

Mine looks like crap, but that has less to do with the kitty visits and more to do with my aversion to separating crab grass from onion sets in 100 degree weather. Okay, that's just an excuse. I admit it. Even if it was a beautiful 72 out, I prolly still wouldn't do it. It's tedious and you have to bend over ... alot, maybe even kneel and get little pebbles, sticks and basic debris stuck to your knees. Yep, no onions next year. I'm thinking all squash. Can gardening get any easier then that? I like squash. This is a good plan.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

fear the spork

Quote of the day by Daughter 1 towards Son:
"If you don't stop touching me,
 I'm going to eat you ... with. a. spork!"

Monday, May 30, 2011

sunday drive

Memorial Day Relaxation

Monday, March 7, 2011

is that your final answer?

Scene: It's snowing outside but a run to town to pick up some milk and sugar is in order. I've pulled on my shoes and am in the process of getting my coat on when ...

Daughter 2: If I give you a dollar will you pick me up a pack of minty gum?

Mama: What if it costs more than a dollar?

Daughter 2: Then don't tell me because I'll feel guilty.