Ugggh, I cannot stand another day of cloudy, damp, humid, saturated (depressing) weather. But I will have to, because that's all the forecasts are promising. No breeze, just a low, dark ceiling of cloud, all day, everyday. Everything in my house is damp - wood surfaces, upholstery. I think there are mushrooms growing between the couch cushions. So ( Read more... )

Delinquent Daisy posted so I will, too. Try to get back in the habit, instead of using emails to Daisy and Hez as my own personal LJ. Hah ( Read more... )

Tomorrow, February 22, is the anniversary of the "Miracle on Ice" when the U.S. Men's Hockey team defeated the vastly favored Soviet Union team in Olympic hockey. In their one previous meeting, the Soviet team had demolished the U.S. team, 10-3 ( Read more... )

Co Theater Presents: The mind of a hyperactive 13-year-old when it's let out of the cage over the course of 30 minutes. (Or when no one is answering him on IM.) Please note that, at peak, these comments were posted at the rate of 6 per minute. In the interest of maintaining the textural quality of the moment, spelling has not been edited. And now ( Read more... )

And the band grows... now there's a drummer, a guitarist and a bass player jamming upstairs in Luke's attic-dormer room. I'm waiting for plaster to start falling from the ceiling. They are pretty good for 13-year-olds. Right now they've set the pure adrenaline stuff aside and they're working through "The Wind Cries Mary". That's putting a big ( Read more... )

Around here it is commonly acknowledged that while Bookworm is a Mini-Co, Luke is a mini-Ed, in appearance, aptitude and behavior. Even in family order. But I have uncovered proof that Luke does have a Co gene in him. I present for your consideration: the subject matter, the pose, the style, and the similar age of the artists. He is my son, ( Read more... )

Still moping over Marty (see last post) but here I present Luke (center) at Halloween. Yes, my son is confident enough in his manliness to wear women's tights, hair gel and elf shoes to school on Friday, (his friends held out until after school), and still get the clutch hit to send the baseball game into extra innings on Saturday. Luke FTW!


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Where have I been? No, I'm asking myself. Seriously, lately life's been a whirlwind, much of it spent in the car. Half hour north for soccer. 40 minutes south for dance. 40 minutes west for baseball. 30 minutes north for hockey. 30 minutes south for chiropractic. Etc etc. Lucky I'm paying, as of today, $2.75 a gallon for gas. (Not really ( Read more... )

Mother's Day morning, while I was looking forward to sleeping in, I wasn't too cranky to be leapt upon and showered with greetings by Shrek at 7:something, because that made me awake enough to thoroughly enjoy being serenaded by Luke with a "Mother's Day Medly" of his own creation, encompassing tunes from - *giggles just thinking about it* - and in ( Read more... )

Rain rain rain rain rainy-rain-rain.
Buckets and barrels and back-end-loaders of rain.
The robins like it, they're bathing in the puddles.
Of rain rain rain rain rainy-rain-rain.

I posted this as a comment at browncoat_2x2's LJ and I thought it made a nice impromptu poem to describe my Friday. *Bows ( Read more... )