...is one of my new titles. It's not that I HATE working in the yard - I admit, it ranks below a number of other things on the scale of "things I like to do". But there are a number of things lower on that list. However, I just don't have a clue what is going on out there and why things happen the way they do so I live is a state of perplexia (new word) about what to anticipate.
Case in point, (or is that supposed to say "case and point"? Katrina, help?) reference this blog entry about the surplus of acorns falling in the yard last fall. Fast forward to last week and this conversation.
me - Hey Rick - there is some kind of funky weed taking over the front yard. Think we should do anything about that?
Rick - Oh yeah? Where?
me - Uhh.. in the front yard. Look at all those weird plants growing up all over with the wide leaves.
Rick - Those are oak trees.
me - How can you tell?
Rick - Because they have oak leaves and that's where the kids dumped a bucket of acorns.
I was totally shocked. I know that theoretically, acorns grow oak trees, but I had no idea that they EACH grew one tree. Now there are about 50 baby oak trees in the front yard. What am I supposed to do now?
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Thursday, April 03, 2008
Random Musings...
...So today I am driving through town after dropping Micah off at preschool and I pass a utility crew working on a light pole. (By the way, I mean "hydro pole", if you are from Canada. Rick cracks up when I call it that. I guess it is called that since most of our power in Ontario came from Niagara Falls, making it hydro power, that we called the power bill the hydro bill, etc.) I digress. So they are working on that, well actually one guy is working on that, while 2 guys dig a shallow hole on the edge of the school parking lot they are working in and proceed to clean the trash out of the cab of their truck and throw it in the hole.
I guess they plan to bury their trash.
In a school yard.
Like a cat buries it's poop.
Huh. Call me a democrat, but aren't there better options for trash disposal in America than this?
...So this is the cover of the April edition of our community magazine. Cute kid in yellow on the back row, eh? Micah was there too. If you could see the ceiling light fixtures in the studio in this picture, you'd see him too. Or this might have been taken while he was riding on the wheeled base of the camera. Hard to know. By the way, we know the adults in the picture - they are our chiropractors. We don't usually let our kids pose with random people off the street. Not usually.
...So Rick has taught Micah to play air guitar. It's really cute. He likes to do the bass guitar parts. Even at church during praise and worship. (FYI - our church doesn't have a band!) Micah has also learned how to make himself burp. He will be the coolest kid in the elementary school lunch room. Til then, the only use for that skill is to crack his sister up. Ahhh... life skills.
...There are a billion, well almost, caterpillars in our back yard, not counting the 2 dead ones that Micah caught and zoomed along the deck like Matchbox cars. Does that mean something? They kinda freak me out, especially when I saw Katie letting 9 of them crawl over her arm and neck.
...And we got another look at Baby Aardvark today, who is coming dangerously close to actually being named that since we can't come up with anything we like better. Anyway, he looks great. Just has short legs like his dad and brother. But oh well. He'll make up for that with his superior air guitar skills, I'm sure!
And now you know what's been on my mind today!
I guess they plan to bury their trash.
In a school yard.
Like a cat buries it's poop.
Huh. Call me a democrat, but aren't there better options for trash disposal in America than this?
...So this is the cover of the April edition of our community magazine. Cute kid in yellow on the back row, eh? Micah was there too. If you could see the ceiling light fixtures in the studio in this picture, you'd see him too. Or this might have been taken while he was riding on the wheeled base of the camera. Hard to know. By the way, we know the adults in the picture - they are our chiropractors. We don't usually let our kids pose with random people off the street. Not usually.
...So Rick has taught Micah to play air guitar. It's really cute. He likes to do the bass guitar parts. Even at church during praise and worship. (FYI - our church doesn't have a band!) Micah has also learned how to make himself burp. He will be the coolest kid in the elementary school lunch room. Til then, the only use for that skill is to crack his sister up. Ahhh... life skills.
...There are a billion, well almost, caterpillars in our back yard, not counting the 2 dead ones that Micah caught and zoomed along the deck like Matchbox cars. Does that mean something? They kinda freak me out, especially when I saw Katie letting 9 of them crawl over her arm and neck.
...And we got another look at Baby Aardvark today, who is coming dangerously close to actually being named that since we can't come up with anything we like better. Anyway, he looks great. Just has short legs like his dad and brother. But oh well. He'll make up for that with his superior air guitar skills, I'm sure!
And now you know what's been on my mind today!
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