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Blarg. I have a some kind of upper respiratory what's it. I've been nursing all three sprogs through it and now it is mine to enjoy. My energy levels have declined as my fever has risen and now all I want to do is lay abed and search for Jaylee fan fiction. It's so wrong, I know.
Speaking of bad boy pairings... I've been hoping and waiting for a certain Eric-Sooookie storyline to show up in True Blood and it done did! I am happy. I want more!
I fired that dahlia whose flowers wouldn't open all the way. To the compost with it. And I have a new garden gate! I will post pics of it soon. It's the coolest garden gate ever. Or at least anyone who is me would think so.
8yo is behaving badly. Alleged crimes: trying to talk some kids into ditching others so as to have their full attention for himself, sneaking in and grabbing snacks from neighborhood kitchens, wheedling younger and less wary children out of candy and coins. *sighs* I have given him stern talkings to and new rules to follow. All of the above behaviors are prohibited. I worry.
I delivered another tub to the coasty town, or rather somewhere for which the coasty town is the nearest town. Their view of the ocean was not quite as spectacular as the last, but the grounds... emerald green grass, ferns taller than I am, wind and sunlight pouring in from the crumbling edge of the continent, the rushing sound as it meets the trees, very tall trees, lots of them for hundreds of miles in all directions. I was enthralled. I remind myself that crumbly edges are not the best places to live, and it almost works. Great Grandma missed out. She likes to go on drives, but I was tired and before I remembered, I was well past her house and couldn't bring myself to turn back. I picked her up and took her out to dinner on the return trip, but I think she was disappointed. "I'm very sorry," I said. "I've been really tired." She didn't look appeased. "I don't know about people these days and being 'tired'. People didn't say that when I was young. Many times when I was taking care of the boys and those two old men, I never got to bed at night, but I never talked about being 'tired.'" It's still true. When she hasn't the energy to do something, she describes herself as 'lazy' instead.
Speaking of bad boy pairings... I've been hoping and waiting for a certain Eric-Sooookie storyline to show up in True Blood and it done did! I am happy. I want more!
I fired that dahlia whose flowers wouldn't open all the way. To the compost with it. And I have a new garden gate! I will post pics of it soon. It's the coolest garden gate ever. Or at least anyone who is me would think so.
8yo is behaving badly. Alleged crimes: trying to talk some kids into ditching others so as to have their full attention for himself, sneaking in and grabbing snacks from neighborhood kitchens, wheedling younger and less wary children out of candy and coins. *sighs* I have given him stern talkings to and new rules to follow. All of the above behaviors are prohibited. I worry.
I delivered another tub to the coasty town, or rather somewhere for which the coasty town is the nearest town. Their view of the ocean was not quite as spectacular as the last, but the grounds... emerald green grass, ferns taller than I am, wind and sunlight pouring in from the crumbling edge of the continent, the rushing sound as it meets the trees, very tall trees, lots of them for hundreds of miles in all directions. I was enthralled. I remind myself that crumbly edges are not the best places to live, and it almost works. Great Grandma missed out. She likes to go on drives, but I was tired and before I remembered, I was well past her house and couldn't bring myself to turn back. I picked her up and took her out to dinner on the return trip, but I think she was disappointed. "I'm very sorry," I said. "I've been really tired." She didn't look appeased. "I don't know about people these days and being 'tired'. People didn't say that when I was young. Many times when I was taking care of the boys and those two old men, I never got to bed at night, but I never talked about being 'tired.'" It's still true. When she hasn't the energy to do something, she describes herself as 'lazy' instead.
