Friday, February 10, 2006

good lord it's sunny here...go figure...

it's set to be another beautiful day here in the pacific northwest...after months of rain and chill and gloom the sun is finally here...the sky is blue and there isn't a cloud in sight...

i am always amazed by how amazed i am that winter does end and spring will come...

baseball tryouts are this weekend and the duke is very excited...

the lord of the ring is finally getting new glasses after 12 years and i am excited...

wingman is excited by the ginourmous strawberry he is currently eating...

piano lessons continue to go well...i am so glad the boybarians enjoy them...their instructor continues to be amazed at how well they are doing considering we don't have a piano...

anybody got a spare piano lying about?

between my neck going out and wingman being under the weather it's been slow around here lately...but i find that that's the way it is as one season wears down and another gears up...

another season means new plans...projects around the house...considering the garden again...

good god, the garden...i have absolutely no natural talent or instinct for gardening...so for me gardening is like taking a math test every single time...

but i do sort of like mucking about in the dirt and i do love how a garden looks and there is already one here so i shall press on...

and projects around the house?...it should come as no surprise to anyone that i am much better at making a list than actually tackling the items on the list...

really, i should be living in a condo...sure it would be soul crushing and depress me terribly, but a condo i can handle...

a hundred year old house with old flower gardens and two and a half acres?...not so much...but this is my home whether it kills me or not...

right now those projects will wait while i pour another cup of coffee and watch some elaborate baseball card trading scheme between the boybarians involving someone named albert pujols...

the amount of knowledge of players and stats and the game of baseball in general the boybarians posses is scary...they just start going off, telling me facts and figures...and of course half the time i have no idea what the hell they are even talking about...okay, more than half...even wingman!...and that kid didn't even talk until two years ago!...

and how in the hell can they remember all of that when they can't ever ever EVER remember WE DON'T PLAY BALL IN THE HOUSE!!..

it's like when the lord of the ring starts spouting off some random sports stat from the seventies ...so i look at him and ask

"when's my birthday?"

so he looks at me and rolls his eyes like i'm just nuts and of course he knows my when my birthday is and with all the confidence in the world he replies

"june 20"

right.

HA!...boy would he be in trouble then...cancer/gemini cusp?...he wouldn't know what hit him...or he would just assume it was par for the course given his taste in women...

and now i must go because apparently wingman has gotten it into his head that it's a fine time for a fudgesicle and is trying to convince me of that fact...he will lose, of course...but in the meantime his exuberance is threatening to explode my head...

makes me long for the good old days when he chose not to talk...i should have appreciated them more rather than worrying that there was something wrong with him...there's something wrong with him all right but it doesn't have anything to do with talking...

and by the way, my birthday is july 20...

x.

1 comment:

Ingrid said...

Hey X,

Can you tell me more about the wingman and talking?

Right now Jubei doesn't talk much and so much of it is by choice, not lack of knowledge. I waver from thinking it's something he'll outgrow to thinking that if I don't DO something then he will always have an issue with talking.