-I volunteered at the Nature Center for the past two days. It was so much fun. The educational guys are full of amazing info. I learn something new and amazing every time. For example,
a golden eagle can take down a deer.
-I learned that you shouldn't take a four-year-old to Ichiban so soon after fire safety day. It took me a bit of talking to keep him from completely losing it. Then I said, "Look, buddy, now he's going to make a volcano out of an onion." He said, "A VOLCANO! Oh, no!" and I had to start all over again.
-Adding a tsp of vanilla to pancake batter makes them even yummier.
-I've been cheating on LJ with Facebook and Twitter. I'm sorry. It'll never happen again.
-I cleaned out my garage and then I put two 4'x8' tables in it. (That I got for $5!) Luckily, one of them is going to my dad's garage once he gets it cleaned out. (Don't laugh, it'll happen...I hope.)
-PA and I are going to be in a bowling league with his work friends. We've officially jumped the shark.
-In celebration of our tax return, we got a new set of stainless steel pots and pans and a set of knives. Hooray, pots with lids that fit and handles that are securely attached. No more trying to lift a plate with a towel to check if the rice is done. Ooo, rice that isn't crunchy! The possibilities are endless. And knives that cut! No more of these pos knives that dive for my thumb every chance they get and can't cut through a tomato. I made bacon, eggs, and pancakes for breakfast this morning and finally my fried eggs turned out just the way I wanted them.
-Speaking of slowly killing ourselves with food...I bought a countertop ice cream maker. So good.
-I met my first liberal homeschooler, yesterday. I thought they were a myth.
-I'm trying to tame the back yard again this year. Plant wisteria in the yards of your enemies. It's like kudzu with flowers. I hates it, I does.
-Reading The Silver Chair to little man. I really didn't expect to get through the Chronicles of Narnia this quickly, but he wants me to read them for hours at a time. Still looking forward the The Hobbit.
-Little man's 5th birthday is coming up and he keeps asking questions like, 'When I turn 15, how old with you be?" And I say, "Forty...I don't want to play this game anymore."