The Piggy That Got None

Last night my four year old daughter, Tess had a nightmare. Her big brother, Tom, was a toe trapped in her dad's boot. Were you able to follow that? I needed some clarification. Tom was one of Max's toes. She was upset, Tom couldn't breath. I asked her some silly questions, "which toe was Tom, the piggy that went to market or the piggy that got none?" "Could he see and talk too?" "What would he have said,'get me outta here!'" "Was it stinky?" I got her to laugh and forget the scary dream. But I can't seem to shake the thought of one of my kids as a toe with eyes, kinda creepy.

Q-Tips Everwhere

I can tell that spring is just around the corner. How can I tell? Our kitten, Bigfoot, is an even bigger spaz. He started stealing Q-tips, fresh from the box and not so fresh from the garbage. Ick. He walks around, proud as can be, carrying them in his mouth like the winning trophy. His hijinx's are amusing, and more than a little messy. I now have Q-tips, minus the ends, everywhere. I don't know what he's doing with the fluffy white ends...I'm sure I'll find them when I clean out the litter box. Silly kitten.

Plastic Had To Come Off The Windows...

It's official, our kitten is a boger. We have (had) plastic on our windows (they're drafty) and our kitten, when chasing a ladybug, somehow managed to get stuck between the plastic and the window. I did what any normal pet owner would do, I ran for my camera. By the time I turned on the camera, he had found the tear, freed himself and climbed back out. Too bad, it would have been a funny picture. Maybe next year...

What The Heck??!!

I visited a funny blog, "Life Just Keeps Getting Weirder"and subscribed to it. When I last checked the life weirder blog, my picture was included as a follower. The picture was of my butt in a wet suit. What the heck? Why is my butt the focus of the picture and not my face? I admit it is a nice shot of my rump, but...I'm not sure everyone else wants to see that as my blog picture. I think I need to have a new picture as my blog picture. So say goodbye to the shot of me in a wet suit before a polar bear plunge. As soon as I have a great hair day...

Spring Fever

I feel all out of sorts, grumpy and sluggish. The official diagnoses:spring fever. The cause:those damn seed catalogues. I must get at least 2 seed catalogues every day. Looking at all those colorful flowers and yummy veggies makes me long for warm and sunny summer days. This time of year sucks. It's too cold for spring, the holidays are over, the snow is almost gone, and the ground still frozen and brown. I love winter, but...I want spring, and I want it now!

When I Was A Cobbler..

My little boy Tom still has a cute slight lisp. He's been known to say, "When I was a cobbler we went to the zoo." I just smile, and think to myself, "sweety, you've never been a dessert, or a shoe maker." It'll be a sad day when he loses that little boy lisp completely. He's just growing up too quickly.

Give Up Bread?

I might just have to (gulp) give up bread. I'm doing a two week gluten free diet to check if I have a wheat intolerance. It's only been three days, I miss regular bread already-real bad. I have to admit that I do feel better. I made a couple of batches of gluten free blueberry muffins and corn muffins this weekend, they're not too bad. What really sucks is that I have six boxes of Girl Scout cookies, that I can't eat. I can go off the diet in two weeks, to check if gluten will make me sick again, and oh boy, those cookies better still be there. I'm dreaming of them, oh they'll taste so good...