Saturday Sprinkles
Aug. 7th, 2010 05:47 pmWhen I came home from my final Sexual Dysfunction class, Scarlett was perched in the motorcycle shed watching the boys work on the Suzuki. Life's a little surreal here every day and sometimes, really surreal. Doodle met me at the door with his monster paw, a black clawed monster slipper he stole out of the closet, and followed me around the house until I took it from him, admired it and gave it back. He did his little happy dance as he sauntered off to drop the wet, chewed thing on Flash's napping head. Such is life around here.
It's 61F here, overcast and sprinkling this evening. Libby is curled up on my left shoulder, the dogs are napping and the guys are tucking in after a hard day's labor in the shed.
I'm making Hashbrown Casserole for breakfast tomorrow, so the house smells wonderful with yummy, sticky goodness. The guys are pretending to consider heading out again to work on the bike, I'm pretending to believe them. Hashbrown Casserole morally requires them to do so, karmicly. Just saying.
No news on Duckhatch 2010 other than to note that I keep switching out the name. Sorry. Brain dead from graduate school and all that.
I have at least three weeks to rest on my laurels before I need to get back to work. Meanwhile, I intend to read lots of guilty pleasure books, do a bit of writing on my own and even spend some time with friends on the mainland.
Hope your day is as peaceful as ours here.
It's 61F here, overcast and sprinkling this evening. Libby is curled up on my left shoulder, the dogs are napping and the guys are tucking in after a hard day's labor in the shed.
I'm making Hashbrown Casserole for breakfast tomorrow, so the house smells wonderful with yummy, sticky goodness. The guys are pretending to consider heading out again to work on the bike, I'm pretending to believe them. Hashbrown Casserole morally requires them to do so, karmicly. Just saying.
No news on Duckhatch 2010 other than to note that I keep switching out the name. Sorry. Brain dead from graduate school and all that.
I have at least three weeks to rest on my laurels before I need to get back to work. Meanwhile, I intend to read lots of guilty pleasure books, do a bit of writing on my own and even spend some time with friends on the mainland.
Hope your day is as peaceful as ours here.