I like John Scheepers bulbs.
I second this! flea shared her bulb squee with me and saved me from a year of woe the first year in the house when I dealt with a disreputable bulb company and concluded that all springs were heretofore ruined forever. flea hooked me up with John Scheepers who were, at that point, in deep discount, and I bought volume!
I have four varieties of grape hyacinth, two of tulips, daffodils, and crocuses. I had irises, but they failed. And so did my peonies, poor things, but I will replace those next season.
It is not past threat of freeze here until June. Which is insane. Because I live in Arizona. But at 6000 feet, so yeah, okay.
And yes, you should be able to grow bulbs like whoa in Texas. Also! I might be able to help you with your math for the overhangs. That's my favorite thing about this house, how the math works!
Equinoxes and solstices are super fun because you can see the math in the sunbeams on the floor!
Yay, vacation. Technically, I am on spring break, for all values of break that mean putting in twelve hour days to get ready for our board meeting. I keep telling people that I need an actual spring break, but does it happen? I ask you.
Yay vacation!
I finally replaced the DVD player. We're watching a screener of It's Complicated which is totally nice. A movie I wanted to see, without any obligation.
I was on the upgrade list for my flight. The guy at the counter called my name, and then when I got up to the counter, said "All gone!"
Thanks, dude.
I have hit epic levels of cheesetastic.
I am watching Thin Ice. It's genuinely tragic.
I have cheap wine and Dawn of the Dead and a hotel room all to myself!
I am possibly a little drunk. Writing time is OVER.
Kurt Browning just called Dick Button "Mr. Diva."
And I just heard Dick Button utter the phrase, "This music is pop with a soul beat, an R&B soul."
It sounded like a foreign language.
Ambian is on board. Night night time in near. I hope I awaked to clear blue skies.
yay vacation! Although mine is almost over, so boo! for that.
Yay msbelle for locking down the computer, boo for even needing to. I suspect that might be in my future if Isaac continues to covet everything he sees online. sigh.
I need to get back to grading. unfun.
Mac reminds me of my brother in his smart-yet-evil ways. My brother was very smart and did not believe he needed to abide by rules. Chris took apart everything he could get his hands on--the toaster, my dad's watch, the oven. He also set the house on fire, stuck his tongue in a socket after being told not to, learned how to tie a noose and convinced me to try it by hanging from the tree in our front yard (I was saved by my hysterical parents) and ate laundry detergent. He got suspended in 4th grade for recording 30 minutes of fart noises and putting the tape recorder in his teacher's cabinet, so it played during class. He also hit anyone who disagreed with him, so he was always in trouble.
My mother says that he was one of those kids who had to do everything the hard way, even if the easy way was right in front of him. She claims the only person he was ever afraid of was me, his big sister, and that may be true.
Of course now he's an amazing, brilliant wonderful man, but it was a bumpy ride to get there. He was very hard to parent--and he was just hyperactive and angry, NOT someone with the attachment issues Mac has. But then, Mac has you.
