Out messing with the bees again. They make me feel lazy.

Grammar we can do any time, but it doesn't get any better than dancing in the wind before a storm.

Nothing says spring like a good bee sting.

Someone called my kids weird and I'm trying to decide how I feel about that...

Standardized testing day. Do I have enough ice cream?

I'll be placing my order for fifth grade books in the next two weeks. Maybe I ought to start planning, eh?

I don't care how motivated you are. Five AM isn't for being awake.

Day 3 of Spring Break. Wrote, played, relaxed. Did not clean a closet or wash a window one.

Spring Break! I resolve not to empty out one closet or clean one window, so help me.

Dreaming of sunny and seventy.

Almost March. I just keep telling myself that.

Ah, late February! The desire to get to all those resolutions I made and no money or energy to do it!

Murphy's Law 311: Older trucks will break down and require costly repairs around Christmas.

Three more days, three more days....

31 hours without power does make one grateful for the little things in life. Like a hot shower.

The coldest rain is when the drop melts as it hits your sleeve. Soaked and frozen!

Open windows today. Supposed to be ice and snow by Friday.

Not going ANYWHERE today.

Freezing rain, freezing fog. Yuck.

It's gray, raining, raw and I'm sick. How November-ish.

The boys have set Poe to music--singing The Bells in the shower.

Hit the superfecta again! (Dinner, a full day of school, clean house and exercise) That's twice this month. I am on a roll.

Turning into a chicken, the older I get. It's dark and I want to go to my roost.

Don't tell me dogs don't talk to other dogs.

I pulled out the superfecta today: full day of school, clean house, roast turkey dinner and I got in a run. Boy am I tired.