We leave tomorrow.  For England.  Exciting, but I am exhausted just thinking about it. 
Send sleep-for-your-mother’s-sanity-sake-duncan vibes!
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It’s gorgeous out today,  warm, the sun is shining, gentle breeze.  My front door is open,  and it’s February!  Yet,  I am still feeling restless and bitchy.
Duncan is currently on house arrest,  because he thinks that he’s 25 and is allowed to make off on neighborhood adventures with the dog.  That is however, SO NOT […]

Here are the rules:1. Grab the nearest book.2. Open the book to page 123.3. Find the fifth sentence.4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.5. Don’t you dare dig for that “cool” or “intellectual” book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick […]

My husband and one of his mates left this morning for Los Angeles.  I have the OC song stuck in my head, California - here we Coooome!  They will be gone only for two nights,  and I don’t expect they’ll have a lot of time for adventure as it’s a 16 (so Yahoo! maps says […]

Duncan is obsessed with “diggers”.  I’m not entirely sure what they are actually called,  back-hoes perhaps?  Tractors of any sort are a big hit around here.  There is new construction,  three new homes, going on next door.  The boy is overwhelmed with the excitement.  Men,  driving diggers.  REAL diggers!  He’s become quite friendly with the […]

The Husband went through ALL my books the other day.  I’ve been writing in them since I was about 12 - nearly my entire life was written down…. and he read them.  Then,  in angry retaliation of what I’d felt and written, in my PERSONAL BOOKS.  He put them in the fire.  Every mother fucking […]