I lied

I lied when I said I was feeling confident about returning to blogging. I was feeling confident but not about blogging. These days are so crazy. And although I can tell people have visited and read, I don't get near enough comments to compel me to write often enough.
So you shy people out there, please write a comment.

Birth of a social Worker

Well I have been away, it's true. Between school, piano lessons, physical therapy for both girls, car pool, homework (mine and the kids) dinner, cleaning, Facebook, email, research, my new ebook reader and holidays my inner blogger was a miss. But I am starting to feel confident that I could possibly pick it up again.

The latest development in my life was being accepted into the school of social work at some obscure university that I will not mention for fear of retribution after I criticize them for some inane detail such as marking the parking lots with the letter E. E for everyone right ???
Apparently E is not for everyone it's for faculty, faculty starts with an 'F' but you will not get a bunch of academics to agree to have an 'F' on their parking lot when they have spend their entire education, all 20 plus years avoiding that letter. So their alphaphobia (which is a serious OCD condition where certain people are terrified of particular letters) resulted in me getting a parking ticket. OK OK...I made up alphaphobia, but it was almost believable wasn't it. OK OK I didn't get a ticket, I got a warning. It's just as scary, but not quite as expensive.

college

I have been taking a college course at the local university so I haven't been here in a while. Keep checking though!! I'll be back soon with tales of my tots!!!

newest obsession

My newest obsession is gardening, much to my husbands chagrin. I just have this thing with if I can plant it I can get FREE organic food. OK not free, there is the soil, the plant, the water, the plant food, the neem oil, the gardening tools, the raised bed itself, the garden storage box for all my goodies and the fact that some of them don't survive. But the sun...it's free, and sometimes the water is free and apparently ALL the labor. I mean why spend 25$ a week on fruit and salad if I can grow it myself ?
It all started with those stupid bunnies. They have to have fresh greens daily. Kale is like .99 a bunch and they go through it in 3 days. But a Kale plant is 3.00 and it just keeps growing and growing. So those foolish bunnies were well fed on organic herbs and kale....herbs are easy to grow and they are prolific!
So anyway I thought 'that KT of mine is a fruit monger', the girl must eat 20$ in fruit every week all by herself. So I ordered a concord grape vine...I figure it will grow enough that I can say, 'your snack is outside, go pick it'. Although with all that free access to fruit we may have some tummy aches in our future.
I also ordered an olive tree, the olives will ripen at the end of the summer to black. All three of my kids love black olives, and most critters don't appreciate them so I won't have to chase Oscar (the local 'coon) away from them. That's a definite plus!!

The Kettle

In honor of my grandmother, I am using my kettle this week. She actually reads my blog so maybe she'll see this (I love you gram!). I remember the kettle was always hot or about to be hot...the rumbling of the rolling boil of water, the sound of the whistle when it was ready, finally! I was never very patient. The water always made my hot chocolate too hot, and we never did figure out the right timing/milk/water combination to get the perfect temperature hot cocoa. I would always wait, impatiently, for it to cool...staring at the chocolatey concoction having to be patient was a real test of my self discipline, which wasn't very strong and so I always burned my mouth. Sometimes she would distract me with a game of rummy, thank goodness for cards. I remember playing 'Mary and May' I was always Mary, gram was always May. We pretended to be servers in a restaurants with difficult customers. This was probably good practice in dealing with my grandfather!!!


Evelyn Irene Vezina
1918-2010

deciphering the code

Presents have been purchased and wrapped for a few days. With three kids we can't keep them all in our room, nor can we trust them under the tree. So JP had this great idea of putting them in code. The gifts are addressed to Alpha, Beta and Charlie. The children are desperately trying to figure out the code, especially Violet. She somehow thinks she has cracked a small portion- she says Charlie must be KT because the last part of the word is 'lie' and KT lies a lot. It's so funny to hear them strain their brains, to figure out what the parents are up to. Ahhh....that is the way it should be.

Piano hiding in my garage

I am not sure how else one hides a christmas piano except for in the garage. It's been there for a few weeks with a painting tarp over it. Violet finally inquired as to what "that large item was against the wall, in front of the freezer, where her dad parks" and I told her it was a tread mill for her dad for xmas. I figured that a tread mill still in a box and a box on it's side could be disguised as a piano, so why not. Don't uncover it, I don't want Daddy to find out what it is. Not so sure how to handle "mom, where's the treadmill for dad" but I'm thinking of "oh honey, it didn't work very well so I returned it".