Hello, there. I haven't fallen off the bloggy face of the planet, I promise. But the last week has been a whirlwind and I have simply been to busy living that thing called life to sit and type. Bad blogger, bad, bad, bad... I know. This is probably why I'll never crack 100 subscribers in my Google Connect box, why I won't see more than 32 hits a day, why no one will remembah my name, fame!
Whoops! Giddy random posting ahead. That means Kahlua and cream at bedtime, but I'm not sleepy, so I'm post-y instead. So here's some delightful randomness from the last coulpe of weeks:
Violet mispronounces the word "noise" as "nows." This never fails to amuse me, mostly because, though this is consistent, Scott can't remember it from one use to the next. So she'll ask him, "What's that nows?" and he looks all Mr. Magoo befuddled. Hee!
We got Milo's school supply list and I'll be taking him shopping tomorrow for pencils, glue sticks, and other assorted Kindergarten stuffs. Squee!
Violet can pedal a tricycle. Which is more than I can say for poor Milo and his bike. He hasn't gotten the idea on the two-wheeler (plus training wheels) of how to use gravity to help you. As a result, he thinks he needs to practically park his bum on his back tire to get his bike started. Whee!
Completely to my surprise, some of our wimpy tomato plants are starting to bear fruit. I'm going to go out and thread them through some tomato cages tomorrow to see if we can ripen some. Who loves tomatoes? Me!
Violet is asking to use the potty at some very odd times. At least it means she's not getting out of the pool to squat and fill her already sodden swimmy diaper (aka tinkle down her leg). Pee!
My lovely supervisor at work has moved on to another organization, moving onward and upward in the world. Which means that one of two things will happen: I'll kick some heinie when I interview for her job or I'll have to train another supervisor. EEEeee!!
And now I'm sleepy. What does that mean? zzzzzzzzeee....