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Wednesday
Jul282010

You want to what now?

OMG.  So.  Next door to us is a vacant lot.  It’s small — smaller than a regular plot.  There’s all kinds of weird-ass issues with the property lines for our house, and for awhile everyone in the neighborhood thought that this little vacant plot belonged to us.  Sadly, no. It’s maybe big enough for a good-sized garden and a playset, so I WISH we owned it.

It turns out some older lady owned it, and didn’t want to sell.  Why would you hang on to a half-ass plot of land surrounded by other houses?  A plot that’s too small for you to do anything with?  Beats me.  It was vacant for 3 years before we moved in, and it remains empty to this day (we’ve lived here for almost 4 years).  So for at least 7 years, if not longer, that sad little sorry piece of land has just been sitting there.

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Sunday
Jul112010

Phoebe, lover of all living things

I don’t know what it is about Phoebe — she LOVES animals. And bugs. Anything living that can be captured, caressed, or coerced into her lap. She has gotten better about dogs (not kittens — those are still a struggle for her) and surprisingly, she loves bugs.  Roly poly bugs, fireflies, beetles, ladybugs, caterpillars, moths, grasshoppers, etc. She doesn’t much care for spiders, but she’ll look at them up close (while mommy runs in the opposite direction screaming).

I’m pretty fascinated with praying mantises (manti? mantids? WHO CARES.) but draw the limit at physical contact.  We had one on our porch yesterday, and the damn thing HOPPED ON ME. ON PURPOSE. IT AIMED FOR ME (I personally think it wanted to stab me in the eye).  It totally scared the shit out of me, but Phoebe ran right over and put it on her hand, and played with it until I made her put it down.  She’s brave, that one.




Tuesday
Jun292010

Home again, home again

We’ve been home since late Saturday, and I’m still trying to get back into the swing of thangs.  I’m actually happy to be back, but I’ve been tired. There’s been so much to do, and all the paper training with Ezzy seems to have flown out the window while she was staying with my dad.

I’m so excited how well the trip turned out, I know the kids had a blast.  This is the stuff childhoods are made of — as soon as we got to the beach Bryan said it reminded him of summers when he was a kid.  That’s what I’m hoping the girls will get out of it (not to mention having oodles of time to spend with us with no interruptions).

I’m really hoping we can make it a yearly tradition.  Or, every two months.  Or every week even!

Monday
Jun212010

Vacation Days

When I first had the idea to take a week to hit the beach this summer I knew it would be fun, but I had no idea it would be this AWESOME.

Marissa loves body surfing, the middles love finding seashells and building sandcastles, and Thea can NOT get enough of the water. The girls' faces when they saw the ocean for the first time actually made me tear up. Precious.

I miss our dogs (mostly Ezzy!) and am slightly worried about the garden, but if we could? I'd stay here all month.

Sunday
Jun062010

All the bullshit

Life has been crazy and tumultuous lately.  We’re all adjusting to the daily torture that comes with a teething 7-month-old.  School is winding down, which is quite hectic. Sometimes I want to pull my hair out.  Mostly, though, I can’t stop munching said 7-month-old’s cheeks.

Bigger stuff has been a-brewin’, and while I can’t get into specifics I will say that it involves the law. And a trial. With a jury and everything.  This centers around the biggest child, and I know we’ll get through it, but I worry for her.  We’ll make it to the other side of the heinous mess, but in the meantime, please please please keep us in your thoughts.  Say a prayer, light a candle, and shoot us some magical unicorn vibes.  We could really use it — she needs support, and the husband and I need help staying strong.