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You know I have had my ups and downs with the library.  Well, yesterday, I finally FINALLY got a free pass to the zoo.  I have checked everyday for the past 2 years and there’s never been a pass available. Until yesterday.  You see, the library has passes to certain things around the city and they only allot a certain amount to be checked out every week.  So, there’s never a pass to the zoo, ever.  Sure, I can go to the other places, but I’ve been waiting on the zoo.  And there it was, the pass.  And I know I shouldn’t have, because it’s the library and all, but I shrieked.  And then I led my peeps in song: “we’re goin’ to the zoo, zoo, zoo, how ’bout you, you, you.  We’re going to the zoo, zoo, zoo.”  Yes, friends, we love the zoo.

And so bright and early, we ventured there.

And here she is…(plus a bonus joke)

Miss Fairy Belle

I kinda want to keep her for myself.


Anyway, the birds have been showing up lately.  Must be the big bag of birdseed I recently bought.

And the tomatoes have been growing like mad.  There hasn’t even been any sun for days upon days. Just rain.

My ds told me a funny joke today.  I think he really made it up.  Really.  Because he’s brilliant.  I also got his report card in the mail today.  Let me just say, he doesn’t get it from me.  :):) Anyway, here’s the joke:

Why did the fish cross the ocean?

To get to the other tide.

funny, right?

A little concert and a little dirt

DS sang in a concert the other night.  See that look he’s giving me?  You’d think he was having a bad time, but he said he was just nervous.  Sometimes, he’s such a sour puss, I don’t know what to do.  Yesterday, when I made dinner, he cried.  I made a perfectly good pasta salad with artichoke hearts and olives.  I’m so worried when this kid is a teen.

And my other kid?  Well, she’s happy even when she’s playing with dirt.

Not that I am comparing them, because we’re all different.

As for comparing, I’m finding I took the same exact pictures of my garden last year as I have been this year.  How do I spice things up?Hrm.  Well, at least last year didn’t have an ant on the peony. Check it out:

And really, you can never have too many pictures of your garden, right?

I love my garden so much, I put a lil dirty Buddha there to protect it.

my poor neglected blog

I’m sorry I forget about you sometimes.  Here’s what I’ve been doing:

whew. busy, busy.

ds got a double. dd has a green tongue.  dd at rehearsal.  me and my friend.  at preschool.  on the bus.  to the farm.  with my animal friends.  and her boyfriend (not really, but they are so darn cute together!  (good thing I like his mom, too.))  day of the recital.  (a video from the droid may be in the works, we’ll see how it pans out)  p.s.check out my farmer tan! yikes.

my love affair with the library is back on.

Have you been on the edge of the seat, wondering if my library card worked or not?  Well, IT DID!!! I got books.  yay!!!  So, I’m in love with the library again.  All is good in the world now.

So, after getting a buttload of books at the library, my dd and I went to the hot dog stand, because yay! it is open.  That’s the first sign of spring/summer – the hot dog stand being open.  Usually, the tulips aren’t up yet, but since the weather has been so nice, those are up, too, and everything just feels so right in the world.  I wish I could put my seeds in the ground.  I cannot wait!!!  Anyway, at the hot dog stand, which by the way my ds and I are volunteering at tomorrow (moneys go to his school!!!), an old lady came up to me and my dd and said, “two peas in a pod,” very matteroffactly.  “Well, yes, indeed we are,” I replied.  And it’s totally true.  My mom says I am her best friend and I think my daughter is my best friend, too.  Doesn’t the thought of that just make you smile?

Well, and my ds is my bestie, too.

So, I decided to do a mini photo shoot:

Easter egg huntin.

And I made ham and homemade rolls.  Granted, the ham was fully cooked anyway, but I added some pineapple, cloves, and brown sugar for some extra flavor. Yum.

Dinner Linner Brunch was scrumptious. (what do you call it when you eat at 2?)

And my sweet, sweet main squeeze got me some flowers. awww.

everyone can like pink and yellow means slow down

Yesterday, I overheard my dd saying to my dh that there was a boy in her Sunday school class that likes princesses.  How could that be, she asked.  Only smart GIRLS like princesses, she stated.  My dh replied, “I don’t know.”

“AHEM,” I shouted.

“Oh, oh.  Boys can like princesses, too,”  he told her, “is that better?”

“yes,” I said.

“no, no, no,” dd came back at us matter of factly, “boys CANNOT, CANNOT like girl stuff.  No, no!!”

How do you argue with that?  Well, yes, indeed, the conversation went back and forth for a while until she was utterly perplexed.  How is it that boys could like girl stuff?

I wonder where they learn that from.  TV? Parents?

Oh speaking of learning from your parents…you’ll never guess what dd screams as I come to a stop light.

“Momma, if it’s yellow, speed up.”


I asked her where she learned that and she said, “daddy.”