That's a big yay, vw! I hope your day goes well.

Right now, I'm trying to get my head out of "home sick" mode and into "go to work" mode. I'm feeling much, much better, but I'm also having to tell myself that I'll probably be wiped by the time quittin' time rolls around this afternoon.

Awww...I'm sorry you're still feeling yucky. Good luck at work today!

Thanks! Now to get dressed and out of here...

Nice numbar vw. I think it's a sign that you have a dandy day ahead. Yay for clean dishes. Mine, not so much.

And guess what I found today? Chocolate penguins! They have a mango centre, apparently. I think she'll be stoked.

And who wouldn't be. Of course since she has fallen already this might kill her ded.

Pace yourself Anne. You don't want to go two steps back. Some energy~ma sent your way.

I love horror movies (not slasher because lame). Fortunately my kids love them too. And yet I would never suggest that someone who doesn't enjoy them watch. Grrrrrrrrrr. That's not right.

And who wouldn't be. Of course since she has fallen already this might kill her ded.

I think it just might have.

Getting Wallybee to her assignment proved harder than expected. Melbourne is hosting the Commonwealth Games, and the street she had to go to is closed to traffic, as are a number of other traffic options in the neighbourhood. Did eventually get there, but a few minutes late. But a bonding experience for us. Well. That and the chocolate penguins! (I'm a little concerned. I got two, one for each of us, but they're both currently in her possession. I'm not entirely convinced I'll see either of them again.)

I shall see her again on Wednesday night too, where we shall play board games.

Gris, meant to say this before, but I'm so sad for you.

Thanks, everyone for your understanding of the rant.

Yay, vw, go on with your dishes-doing self!

I sat out and pulled a few more weeds today. Gosh, it feels nice to be out in the garden. I haven't been able to do it in a while. I'm terrible at meditating. My mind chatters incessantly at me. But when I'm gardening, I'm much more able to *be* in the moment.

When I was growing up, my mom called the garden her "Therapy Patch." She has an ancient plaque on the wall in her kitchen that says:

The kiss of the sun for pardon, the song of the birds for mirth, One is nearer God's heart in a garden than anywhere else on earth. (uncredited, but by by Dorothy Francis Gurney)

I found out over the weekend that my friend's 19 year old daughter got engaged. I'm in shock - not because she's "too young" or something like that, but because in my mind, she is still 12.

Gris, I'm sorry to hear about the break-up.

bt, I hope you get to see your penguin again.

We have some ducks that live inthe creek near our house and I see them most mornings. It's a threesome - 2 males and one female. The female has now left the males (although I guess she could be sitting on a nest somehwere), so most mornings I just see the two males swimming around in the creek alone. Maybe I have gay ducks?

I'm sorry, Gris.

Man, I wish I had the wherewithal to get a degree in horticulture.

Have you thought about becoming a Master Gardener, Spidra? That takes a fair amount of time, but little money.

I'm in shock - not because she's "too young" or something like that, but because in my mind, she is still 12.

My college roommate came through here last week, looking at colleges with her daughter, who, in my head, cannot possibly be old enough to be a junior in high school. I'm suspecting a time warp.

I understand, Andi. Though it is sometimes hard for me to accept that some people are not entertained by horse's heads in people's beds, I've come to understand that my thing about The Thing is hardly universal, for instance...nor is the thing where I like to sit around on Sunday nights and watch people catch murders and buy drugs, although Corwood has that one, too. "Nothing happens!" "I know! Isn't it cool?"