Something Different

Um, I am about to go to Elsie's house and "install" bees.
In case I don't return, it's been nice knowing you.

Not feeling too bad these days

Good bye Winter! And good riddance.
A few weeks ago, Older Cho-boy came down with 5th disease, and then so did I. A quick internet search confirmed he had the classic rash. And I also learned that once the rash appears, he is no longer contagious. oops. He barely broke a sniffle in the prior weeks. And wasn't even itchy. Mine made my legs feel sunburned and my joints arthritic for most of a week. (The cat and I limped up the stairs together.) I was surprised to surmise that neither of us had had it as children . But I am guessing Younger Cho-Boy did because he never showed any signs, and he is always on top of his brother so transmission would've definitely happened. But he being merely 7, how could I not remember? He can be stubborn, so perhaps he suppressed the rash? He'll save the break-outs for poison ivy.

Spring has arrived for sure since I took care of the shaving of the winter legs.
whew! and my toenails are now pink to boot. And my demeanor is much, much improved with all the sunshine we've had. (p.s. I still don't care much for the cold morning, just fer yer FYI).

And then there was Easter. (and, whew, bunny-less this go round, even though I know of one Lurker that may vomit upon visiting that link, as she is up to her eyeballs in bunnies of the Big Footed variety)



OK, I tried my new Pixelmator and still have a bit to learn. One caption says: Blue fingers are important for productivity and the other says "this looks like the moon" or maybe it doesn't. Do you have a magnifying glass? Or Supersonic super eyesight? Yes, you DO detect an attitude.

We got some lovely brown eggs from Elsie and a box of Pas. They turned out super and quick. Not like many years ago when Martha Stewart possessed my kitchen and I really thought a toddler and a 3 year old would be into the delayed gratification of natural dyes. The results are spectacular, but time- intensive. Maybe another year when I know it's Easter more than 3 days in advance. You would think with all this fancy technology, and oh, a calendar, I would be more with it. I blame daylight savings.
But one funny thing that happened. YCB went first with the dyeing and decorated his egg with a clear crayon. (this is unbeknownst to me, mind you) Then I sauntered into the kitchen all like, hey can I have a turn too, and drew on my egg. Toby's was in the dyebath at this point. A few moments later, both our eggs are dyed and out to dry. Notice any similarities?




Yup. Same pattern. Same. Charley Brown like stripes around the middle, circle at the "poles" and random dots throughout.
Discuss.

still waiting

you're still waiting aren't you?
at the time, i was inspired to write, but didnt' have the time to compose, now . .. well, lessee if I can get it all doctored up enough to be an interesting read.

Cause that's bound to be more interesting than listening to me sob about my car.

And dealing with said car has taken a lot out me emotionally. Which just seems stupid.
Granted, I have been pretty cheerful during the process- in a what the fuck else am I supposed to do? kind of way. But inside, I am pretty darn stressed out.
I like the car, and was looking forward to loving it. We've hardly gotten to know each other as it's only been 2 years. But she's asking for a lot of money right now. References to dependable call girls aside: Is she worth it? What's her long range probability?

I found myself growing jealous hearing of a guy that went to the scrapyard and found a tandem bike for $4 that he's now fixing up. I heard the story cause I asked BikeGirl about keeping an eye out for one. Just a bit tardy in the Universe I guess. Not that I have found myself at the scrap metal yard lately and could say I Just Missed It. (- and why not?! I think I shall put it on my todo list.)
And my goodness, does that really mean I am interested in BIKING places?
And all this wraps around in some way to the last teaser post and how now I don't' feel like writing it now. Because it's a bit hokey, the Universe speaks to us y'know - and how at the time that was Great and Comic.
But does The Universe now want me to walk everywhere? Yes? Crap.

You won't believe it when I tell you

And I will tell you soon.
A post is a brewin'