Yes, yes I can. We will be winging our way to an undisclosed location in a few short hours, for 4 days of sand, surf and best of all, peace & quiet.
I can't wait.
Thanks again to everyone for their kind words of support. They are greatly appreciated.
Irregular blogging to resume shortly.
Sorry for the delay in approving comments, but both my grandmother and my mother have passed away this week. Since those kinds of things ALWAYS run in threes in our family, we're all more or less waiting for the other shoe to drop in addition to dealing with what's already happened.
It's been quite a week.
We took WildChild to the county fair Saturday, viewed the obligatory cows, sheep & goats. Among the more exotic offerings, he petted a baby kangaroo and we rode a camel. That would be we as in 'Ma can I please ride the camel?' followed quickly by 'Ma I'm scared to ride the camel by myself you have to ride with me'.
But the highlight had to be when he & I rode the Scrambler. When it first started going good, he started sliding across the seat towards me....yelling at the top of his lungs "I'M NOT GOING TO PUKE!!! I'M NOT GOING TO PUKE!!!!"
Always good to hear.
This about ruined my lunch.
No longer will G.I. Joe be a U.S. Special Forces soldier, the "Real American Hero" who, in his glory days, single-handedly won World War II.
In the politically correct new millennium, G.I. Joe bears no resemblance to the original.
Paramount has confirmed that in the movie, the name G.I. Joe will become an acronym for "Global Integrated Joint Operating Entity" — an international, coed task force charged with defeating bad guys. It will no longer stand for government issued, as in issued by the American government.
Hollyweird, bah. I guess they don't need any more of my government issued money either.
Yesterday we were all out on the back deck enjoying one last bit of the perfect evening before turning in when I told WildChild That Pa & I had gotten married 7 yrs. before on that day.
"Really?" WildChild asked. "Was that before you had wrinkles?"
ADHD kids are so great, you never have to wonder what they're thinking.
I hadn't been up long this morning when I heard Sollie barking furiously in the hall. It was his "Danger! Danger!" bark so I went in to see what strange creature had gotten into the house.....and when I saw what was causing all the uproar I fell over laughing.
See, yesterday I put a big Mario Kart wall picture on WildChild's door. It's basically this big wall sticker of Mario jumping into the kart...which apparently Sollie hadn't noticed until he came around the corner this morning in the semi-darkness. And he was scared to death of it. Took me forever to get him to come close enough to smell it & realize it wasn't real...and out to get him. Every time he would get almost close enough to touch it, he'd jump back behind my legs which would get me started laughing all over again. Even after Sassy & the kitten came up, smelled it & looked at him like 'what the hell is wrong with you', he was still unconvinced that Mario wasn't out to get him.
Finally I just grabbed him and stuck his nose to it. Then he was all like, yeah I knew it wasn't real and this was just a test of the Pug Emergency Broadcast System. Had this been a real Pug Emergency, he would still be hiding behind me.
Silly Sollie.
