Life On The Planet

Twinkles, Twinkles, Little, um...Rabbit

Introducing the newest inhabitant on the Planet...

Twinkles! It's a rabbit. Dr. R. will be coming by some time this week to tell us if Twinkles is a him or a her. The CFO's grandfather gave it to us. Twinkles is really kind of cute, in a fuzzy sort of way.

We are all excited to have a new member in our family. Some of us are more excited than others.

Right, Scratchy? No, no one called you for lunch. Go away.

Speaking of rabbits, we saw this sign while we were in Louisiana. You can't see the T from the road.

Grammar, spelling and interfaith relations all trampled upon in one fell swoop.

I removed the phone number in case you were tempted.

A Conundrum

Black cat wearing Shamrocks...

Lucky or Unlucky?

Saturday

Oh, Saturday! How I loved you as a child. Cartoons and pancakes ushered in your glory. Lazy mornings were followed by bike rides and sunshine. Remember that time Dad took us for a walk and we threw Mom's unfinished ceramic Easter Eggs, filled with baby powder at each other? Good times...

I loved you, Saturday!

Saturday, in college you were the BEST. After a late evening of, uh, studying at the uh, library, you allowed me time to recoup my energy and sleep in.

'Til four p.m!

When I was in college, Saturday, you were DA BOMB.

But lately, Saturday, I must admit I haven't been feeling that certain je ne sais quoi.

Saturday, my old pal, it's time to face the truth.
I do believe we've lost that loving feeling!

(I think it's buried somewhere under the whites.)

What a Difference a Day Makes!

Just yesterday I posted this about flowers that looked like this...


And I said ...
(No snow in March! No snow in March! No...),
forgetting that there was one day left in February!

Um, oops! Today my flowers look like this...


And there is a lot more snow on the way.

Remember, when you pray, BE SPECIFIC!

**Update: A friend told me that I should have said, "The Devil is in the details!"

She is right, as usual.

He Divides, He Scores! GOOOOOOOOAL!

Bobble-Head River Kings Hockey players...

make MATH ever so much more enjoyable!

'Twixt and Tween

She is a tween. A drama queen. She likes Twilight and Camp Rock. The nails are done. The hair is fixed. The fashion is questionable. We are counting on her growing out of it.

She is sandwiched betwixt two of them (brothers, that is), and will kindly let you know she is unappreciative of the fact. She finds the "short one" to be occasionally annoying. She wanted a little sister, y'know. However, when all is said and done, I think she actually loves the little blighter. How many twelve-year-old sisters would otherwise be caught dead doing this?

Yeah, she loves him.

Just keep it to yourselves, will ya?

Anti-Social Homeschoolers

I have been following Dana's coverage of this youtube.com phenomenon, and I was content to continue along that path until I received a mandate, an overwhelming mandate I tell you, from the 15-year-old demographic in this household to post it. It is exactly the kind of thing he and his goofy er, precocious friends would do. That is, if he had friends. He is homeschooled, after all.

(Removing tongue from cheek.)

So, here they are, those desperate, unsocial homeschoolers, in search of love...

(Not wanting to steal all of Dana's thunder, I will only provide the links. They are worth following!)

Episode 1: Comedy of Homeschoolers

Episode 2: The Email

Episode 3: Everything is Collapsing

Now, get thee hence to youtube!

And don't forget the pork rinds.

Found

Book open. Case closed.

Until the next time, that is.

Missing

Missing: One Spelling Book

Rumored last sighting somewhere in the vicinity of Tiger's desk.

If located, please contact his mother. She'd like to attach it permanently to his ankle.

Thank you.

Who Knew?

Question asked by Butterfly after I checked her room to make certain all articles of clothing had been removed from her floor:

"Socks are clothing?"