Time's a wastin'...

I've been gone for a while...Come on in and see what's been happening.

made some curtains for my kitchen...

finished the kitchen...

and this room too...

had a birthday...

ate some of this...chocolate and peanut butter cake

and celebrated again with another cake...

had a pinata filled with lotto tickets, whoopie cushions, poppers, and party horns. We had a winner!

finished with this little number...

hung out with these two beauties...

hung out with this guy too...

and read a few books...

and

spent a lot of time reading all of your blogs.

I'd say I have been extremely productive.

Lights Out...

Next time I book a room at a fancy hotel I won't ask for extra towels. I'll ask for extra light bulbs. Light bulbs that have more light in them than one little firefly. This is the room my sister and I stayed in last weekend. Can you see her? All the lights are on.

We took the black lampshade off the center light so I could take this picture of my sister getting ready to go to bed. It was too cold to go swimming so she is diving into her bed instead. The beds in this hotel cater to giants. I counted 4 mattresses. There may have been more but I'll never know because I'm a product of "all I really need to know I learned in kindergarten." I did a triple dismount worthy of the Olympic Games every time I launched myself off the bed. By Sunday I was so good at it that I took a flying leap and bounced off my sister's bed right into the bathroom scoring a 9.5 with the judges, otherwise known as the people in the room below us who thought they were experiencing "The Big One!" a California earthquake. Next time I'm bringing my miner's cap, a ladder and a chalk bucket to chalk up my hands for a better grip on the bedpost so I can score a perfect 10.

Breakfast anyone?

It's almost time for open house again at school. The little artists are hard at work drawing pictures for their families to see. I decided to give you a small preview of what's in store for you. Can you guess the title of the first picture? It's very obvious if you ask me. It's . . . "Pancake Machine". At least that's what the 7 year old artist calls it. The second picture is a "Pancake on a Stick" employee forced to wear a ridiculous hat. The artist calls it, "Pancake Robot". I'm not so sure this student has ever eaten a pancake in his life or even seen one. Education isn't what it used to be.

Birds of a feather...

Spring has sprung early at my house... I forgot to put up a "No Vacancy" sign and a bird laid some eggs in the nest on my front door wreath. I left a rent receipt. It left bird poop.

anyone know where I can get a little bird saddle?

I call this "bird on a wire"... they don't call me the clever one for nothin'
I call this whatever I want on any given day...most of the time I just whistle at it...
I call this "Art"...because it didn't come from Target.

Observation...

We added a new kitchen to our house recently.

The granite we chose for the kitchen is called Juparana India Gold.

Very unique.
Very lovely.
Very chic.

Or not...

Went to a fast food restaurant with a co-worker today and to my surprise I saw my countertops in abundance there.

Either "Farmer Boy" is tryin' to class up their burger joint or I have a kitchen that looks like a "Farmer Boy" dining room.

The same granite in my kitchen was the topper to the trash receptacle and the bar counter by the window.

Classy...