Is it? What does The Weather Channel know that we don’t?

Last few weeks have been pretty disjointed. The Pretty One was traveling, then I had a workshop I was running. Semester’s wrapping up, projects are coming in. (Or, not.) Lots of things.
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It’s that time of year again … warm enough to run the car’s AC and everything is turning yellow. Combine condenser puddles with pollen and you get this.

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Day Three: The Wall

I wonder what would happen if I showed them that movie … maybe it would take them so long to figure out they’d have their own grandkids before they could do anything else.

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Day Two: I wish I had something profound to tell you - everything here is quiet. It’s a good thing I have a day job, that’s all I’m saying, because I’ve got nothing to say.

Morning routine was routine, we bopped along to a little more R.E.M. I went to the office for a while, was home before lunch. Worked here for a bit before the kids hopped off the bus. I threw some chicken in the crock pot with a little BBQ sauce for dinner, let the short ones have a snack and set them to their homework.

Dinner came and was consumed with no complaints and was as slow as it ever is. As we waited for Monkey to finish his nine-minute-chew on a piece of (really, extremely tender chicken), Chickadee asked about her Grammy O.

Grammy O. has diabetes and isn’t in the best of health, the kids know she’s in and out of the hospital and has been in again this week. We talked about liver transplants for a while, how I was almost a live donor and why they decided against that two years ago.

Monkey did have one of those moments, though, piping in with a one-liner all my relatives will enjoy: “We need to keep her away from the phone, sugar and butter.”

You know, that makes no sense out of context, so suffice it to say she has issues when it comes to telemarketers, sweets and slathering anything with butter.

Maybe I’ll have something better for you tomorrow …

Day One: No Issues.

The Pretty One if off being famous in New York, departing early this morning for her grand adventure. Which leaves me and the short ones alone for the first extended time period. Ever.

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Cruising back form Atlanta last week, came along a car with the model in vinyl letters across the back window. Nothing unusual with that, I see it all the time. What was entertaining was they were backwards … I guess so the driver could look in his rearview mirror to see what kind of car he was driving …

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Been off wandering, dealing with learning some new things and really not shooting much. But I did spend the last two days scraping general debris off my desk at home in anticipation of the arrival of my Big Ass New Monitor. (No, I didn’t go all the way to the 30 inch cinema display because I like being married to The Pretty One.)

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I don’t know why, but both of the kidlets have decided to read everything out loud today. And, when challenged, they’ll say they’re using their “inside voice,” I bet.

So what’s next - internal voice? Silent voice? How do I make them stop?

Had to drive across town today, was a little earlier than needed so I sat and listened to the radio, watching rain drops slide down the windshield.

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