Sunday, October 10, 2010

Whoa There!

Contrary to popular belief, I am not dead.  I didn't really mean to take a break from my blog, but apparently it happened anyway. (Insert frowny face.) Halloween is just around the corner, and sewing costumes for the Fam is taking precedence over inventing new recipes and any other real form of creativity blog included.  Some highlights that may, cross my fingers, add up to a blog post...

- Ethan is dressing up as Master Yoda for Halloween this year.  Coincidentally, we've had to watch EVERY piece of Star Wars media approved by the George Lucas Canon, and E walks around humming the Imperial March. 
That's the "Darth Vader Song" for those of you who don't have the soundtrack titles committed to memory.
Yesterday my in-laws bought him a new spiffy red "Sith" lightsaber.  This morning I became Darth Ethan's apprentice ("Always two, there are. No more, no less. A master, and an apprentice.") and had my hand cut off by said lightsaber.  I am now, DARTH MOM.  The Emperor does not share your optimistic appraisal of the situation.

-  Arden is now in kindergarten, which means I get to help out!  Her teacher is, I think, a saint.  I've been helping out for three weeks and she's dealt with a sick child throwing up, a little girl wetting her pants while standing outside the bathroom door and Friday's project, dissecting OWL PELLETS.  Arden's contained a gopher skeleton.  That would have been cool, except for the smell.  It was reminiscent of musk and roadkill with a slight shade of BLEH.
And the other inedible animal parts mixed in with the bones.  HAIR.
Next week, the little bones the kindergartners glued down to make their "project" come home.  The joke's on Darth Mom.

-  I thought I was killing off my garden, rather slowly, but it turns out the plants were just waiting for it to not be 113 degrees outside.  Two of my berry plants have reproduced themselves subterranean-ly.  WTH?

I keep imagining that soon the boysenberries and raspberries will be tunneling under the house and breaking up the foundation.  Someday I'll have real berry vines as my kitchen decor!  It'll be sure to make the local home tour that way.

- I've also figured out how to change the hose over from one drip line to the other without a mass spray-down episode.  I do this kinky thing with the hose, no wait, I put a kink IN the hose to stop the water.  Yea!  Now I don't have to walk back and forth to the spigot every time I need to switch the hose to a new line.  This is a big deal folks, we've got no irrigation back there.  Too bad it's taken me a full year to figure this all out.

As side note, I'd like to point out that mascara melts.  This may seem obvious, but it came as quite a shock to me when I opened the oven door and my eyes melted shut. 


Holly said...

Oh, I love slight scents of BLEH.

Wendy said...

So much to comment on, hahahahah!

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