6.8.12
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| 6.8.12 |
I live in a pretty sweet
spot. It’s a small place, in a great
neighborhood with a decent backyard. I
am two blocks from the beach, and two blocks from town. Sure the raccoons fight to the death in the
apple tree, the deer take over whenever they feel like it, and I occasionally
have to tattle on the kids for climbing ladders to play practical jokes. The part that really blows my mind is how my
neighbor sometimes does some supremely oddball things. Like continually planting grass seed in the
area where grass never grows. Watering
her “garden” during a rainstorm. Or,
after two weeks of dumping rain, watering a 15-year-old hydrangea just
because. Granted, these aren’t nearly as
bad as putting on a pot of tea (on the wrong burner) and setting some
Tupperware and her iPhone on fire - or, putting the car in reverse instead of
drive and nearly destroying the trash containers. I like to point out her goofiness – but today
these bad boys busted out in full bloom.
So maybe the watering of the 15 year old plant was not such a bad idea.
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| 6.9.12 |
6.9.12
I should so totally be doing
progress reports. Oh well – there’s always
next weekend.
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| 6.10.12 |
6.10.12
“What are you doing?”
“Taking a picture”
“Cut it out”
“Why, it’s just a picture”
“Cut it out”
“Why?”
“Because I said so.”
Apparently because I said so doesn’t work as well
with adults.
6.11.12
In the middle of Fundations
today – as I was circulating to check how kids were doing…I noticed this. Because I am five.
6.12.12
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| 6.12.12 |
So in a last full week of
school stupor I headed out for a quick run.
I’ll take the trash out on the way…why not? HOLY CRAP IT’S 9:45!? How the hell did that happen?
It didn’t. I don’t think I have EVER changed the time on
this thing. Don’t even know how long
it’s been there. Oops.
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| 6.13.12 |
I should not be allowed to
purchase anything chocolate. Bottom
line. No ifs ands or buts. Never ever ever.
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