Sometimes we need no words

That's all I have to say about that.

Where the??

Where the heck have I been? I haven't posted in, like, forEVER!

I have come to the realization that the month of June is just like the month of December for me. Full of things to do, looming deadlines, busy-busy-busy.

The girls have one more week of school. There are end-of-year gifts to figure out and buy. There are cards to make and a teacher's scrapbook to finish. There are events to prepare for and attend.

We've been in a whirlwind of activity that's not about to stop until...well, I don't really know the answer to that, but I'll keep you posted!

And speaking of posting...I will soon be posting pictures of Brooke's event at school last Friday, and August's gig last Saturday night.

So, stayed tuned!

Manic Monday

Last night, while in the bath, Brooke says "I wish it was Saturday". Boy howdy, so do I! I wanted it to still be Saturday so we could have have one more lovely weekend day.

Brooke, however, wanted it to be Saturday so we could take her to Build a Bear.

That was random. Like, who just up and goes to Build a Bear? In Brooke's mind's eye, apparently we do. If it had been Saturday, that is.

But instead it was Sunday, so today is Monday...and today I can sing "wish it were Sunday, cuz that's my fun day".

Anywho...I have just a couple of things to report.

1) we are preparing for the LAST GARAGE SALE OF MY LIFE. I loathe garage sales...don't like going to them or having them. I spent the weekend in the garage getting stuff organized.

2) the dog is spoiled. And shedding.

3) last Thursday was Open House. Kennedy was very excited to learn that her science group won FIRST PLACE for their presentation on propane! And her science/math teacher told us that the children gave each other scores, with a score of "5" being above and beyond, and she was the only student in both classes to receive that score from her peers.

So proud, the heart could burst sometimes.

still on Open House here... and Brooke, oh Brookie. First grade cutie pie. She took us to the class that she goes to for Language Arts and showed us the house that she and her group built, and back in her homeroom she showed us paper after paper from her folder on top of her desk. All perfect scores, she was proud, we were proud.

What does one do when one's heart bursts, anyway? Because surely one day soon this is going to happen.

4) I am winding down working on the yearbook...it's due to be completed tomorrow night. I love working on the yearbook for our school, and it ensures that my kids are adequately represented on all the event pages. Do you remember flipping through your yearbook, so excitedly, looking and looking for your picture on all those candids pages and being so disappointed when you could only find yourself on the portraits page, or in a tiny group shot? Well, my children will not have to suffer that! No sireeeeeee!!!!!!

Hmmm. I think that's it! All the news that is news! And it's just another manic Monday, so live it up!! Only five more days until the weekend! Garage sale countdown...oh joy.

Things of late

So, what's been going on?

Oh nothing, the usual.

I've been working and doing laundry and working on the girls' school's yearbook.

Kennedy has been working on a science project that has something to do with propane and required the use of popsicle sticks.

August has been working and playing his guitar, preparing for a show at the Whiskey A Go-Go this Friday and another in Redondo Beach on Saturday.

Samoa has been shedding.

And shedding.

And possibly I'm allergic.

And Brooke, well looky here...it seems Brooke has had a growth spurt!

Wow, guess she's probaby outgrown all her clothes. I did all that laundry for nothin'!

Here is a nice candid shot of her entering her sister's room while her sister had some friends over last weekend.

Is that the face of innocence, I ask? Because sometimes a mother cannot see through her rose-colored glasses. I look at those round cheeks and that mouth of missing teeth and I see sweetness. But there's a little something in the brown eyes that speaks...not of sweetness...but perhaps just a little bit of little sister wickedness?

Is it my imagination?

You can tell me.

Oh, wait. Look here. It WAS my imagination!!!

Have a glorious day, it's almost Friday!!! Hurray, the weekend is coming!! More laundry! (Just kidding...)

Random Headlines

At work, I pull up the internet countless times during the day. I have to log on to our multi-dimensional reporting system, our bank, and our lendor's site via the internet. Plus I like to check if anyone's been reading my blog...and sometimes I look at Two Peas in a Bucket, but I sort of relate that to work so it can't really count as goofing off. Even though I'm in finance and not product development. But whatever.

Anyway, MSN is my home page and I always scan the headlines, and sometimes click on one or two if I have a second and it's compelling enough.

Here are the headlines available to me right now. I do not have time to click on them because I have decided to spend my spare time sharing them with you because I love them, they are awesome...

* Proposal goes awry as engagement ring swallowed {can you imagine waiting for that to, uh, pass?}
* Cave dwellers can't refinance {probably because the barter system is way out of practice...I will trade you one skinned carcass for a decent interest rate}

And my personal favorite:
* Man accused of stuffing cat into bong {interesting...friend of Michael Phelps, I wonder?}

Also, one article wants to know if it's time to declare a depression. Let me tell you, scanning the financial headlines depresses me enough, so I'm all for it!

Oh, and earlier today I read that LA County has declared this week a "non-cussing week". Who the &@#! thought THAT up??

Happy Monday!

This is what it's come to...

Today in my travels around cyberspace, I found this site...this one right here...

It was quite by accident, really. It was one of those interactive ads that I usually ignore, an ad for home decor. The second time it flashed, I thought...did that say "hamper", as in LAUNDRY HAMPER????

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For the love of all things holy, these home decor articles were nicer than the FURNITURE in my house and they are made for storing one's dirty laundy.

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This was no joke. What is also not a joke is that my husband and I often joke (although it's really not that funny) that laundry is my life. This being the case, I surely deserve a lovely laundry hamper that I can put a peppy vase of flowers and perhaps a scented candle on top of, don't you think?

Unless, of course, I choose this one.

Or this one...

However, they don't match my decor, nor can I put a candle on top of them, so they are out of the running. {Who buys those? An elephant? A fish??? Who????}

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Which means I do want, in fact I am COVETING, a fancy laundry hamper. No joke.

Newsworthy

This is completely random, consider yourself forewarned.

I came home from a school board meeting tonight around 10 pm, gave the husband a kiss as he scooted out the door to band practice, and decided to decompress on the computer for a few minutes.

I scoured the MSN homepage headlines deciding which one to click on:

*Americans in fear over jobs, bills - no click, too depressing
* Tiger's newborn son Charlie - no click, who cares? Besides they show a little thumbnail of him kissing the baby. Good enough.
* Boy married off to dog - what the heck? no click (only because I already read it earlier today along with the diary of a polygamist women...this is a strange, strange world)
* American Idol - no click, the girls will be talking about it on the way to school tomorrow anyway
* Lost - NO CLICK!!! We recorded this show to watch tomorrow...don't tell me what happened!!

What did I choose to click on as soon as I saw it? The very second I read the blurb? In retrospect, I cracked up because I almost couldn't click fast enough. And in retrospect I realized how goofy it was and it inspired me to share this here on my blog.

I clicked on: Parton shut out of Hannah Montana movie.

Parton being Dolly Parton of course. Whaaaaat??? Miley is dissing on Dolly? How could she? Oh, for goodness sakes...the headline was a little misleading. Seems Dolly's recurring role of some grandma or aunt didn't get written into the Hannah Montana movie and she was a little bummed. Nothing dramatic. No good story. Waste of a click.

But really, why the heck did I click on THAT?? My only explanation is that I've been under the weather and surely I am not thinking clearly. Surely.