The hell are you reading?

The Hawk's Done Gone [link] It's for my "Mountain Tales" class.

vw, I remember listening to some bluegrass music with my dad once and saying, "Dad, why are all of these lyrics so depressing?" He just said, "It's a hard life and that's what they sing about." He would know.

Are you going to watch Rory Kennedy's documentary "American Hollow" for the class? It's fantastic.

Deena, short of duct-taping the girl's mouth, I got nothing. *g* Sorry.

Boy's in bed, laundry's sorted and I'm heading bedward myself. My feet are FREEZING down here.

Veronica Mars is getting better. It didn't suck before, but tonight's ep rocked.

Plus? t spoiler Allyson Hannigan has been cast to play Logan's older sister soon.

They need to come up with playpens for 3 to 5 year old children, with 8 foot high, unscaleable (unscalable--unclimbable) spiked walls, with the spikes pretreated with liquid valium--that way, if the kids still manage to get out, the moms can impale themselves and call it a day.

Anyone wanna proof my testimonial letter?

Dear FlyLady,

I used to keep a decent house, but there is chaos aplenty here, so when my nice friends recommended your site, I checked it out and subscribed. I thought I'd try working the zones of my home, the way you've broken them out.

Now see, I already cleaned my sink each day, and there were already a couple of times I policed my hotspots, because we're all a bunch of pilers in this family.

Now, my sink is dirty, and we're burning up with hotspots, because all I do is delete emails from you, particularly those shoe-reminders (I always wear shoes in the day) and the freaking testimonials.

Thanks. My home has never looked like this before. I'm not sure if this is a God-breeze or a purple puddle, but there you go. Bitch.

Love,
Lostinboston

Hee. (I've seen the Flylady e-mails.)

t Imagines Flylady's reply:

Bitch!? Who you callin' bitch, you whiner? If I wanted your opinion, I'd beat it out of you. Then I'd toss it out, because that's one more unneccessary thing in my life.

Pfft!

[trails off] goin' 'bout trash-talkin me....

K-Bug's boyfriend is 6"3" - I'm going to have to ask his mom if he was a tall toddler.

My brother and his fiancée are both 6'3". I went to visit them out in Milwaukee last year and when I was walking down the apartment hallway with them and my brother's roommate I said "I feel like a hobbit" because I'm only 5'5". (Besides being tall, they're both super skinny. It accentuates it.)

Cindy - That's a great testimonial!

I love it, Cindy.

The emails are a bit much. I've taken to just looking up what zone we're in this week and deleting all the emails.

And, on topic and everything, I just cleaned up all the toys and organized them as to kind. Then I put the toyboxes on the corner of my desk. I feel a little claustrophobic, but it will be worth it if they can only have one kind of toy at a time. So, now, the plan is, instead of the living room being carpeted with My Little Ponies and Matchbox cars and Blocks, and Sorting toys and Stacking toys, there will only be 1/3 (roughly) of the toys and they can't have any others until they put away the first ones. I wonder how long it will last?