day one down, 179 more to go.

school started yesterday.

wingman so far loves latin and the duke declares that his math is easy and cursive handwriting makes his hand hurt...

so all in all not a bad first start.

lest you think i am a tyrant making the wee lads start back to school in the thick of summer, we are only doing latin, math, and penmanship for august then folding in all the other subjects in september...plus, we only school 4 days a week all year, and take a week here and there when we take trips or need a break...

so all in all it all comes out in the wash.

plus, if the boybarians don't get back to a routine AND SOON, i am not naming names but someone will be running away from home...with her new laptop...and her case of wine...

in other news, we may be down to 4 cats soon...one kitty got a great home with friends of ours close enough that we can visit him...and it was a bit up in the air as to where his two brothers were going, but mis! is taking them so i'm pleased about that...

shh! don't tell anyone, but one of the pair is my absolute favorite in the world...likes to curl up on me while i read, and when i was really sick he came and slept next to me in bed all. day. long.

i will be very sad to see him go, but if he's got to go anywhere i'm glad mis! is taking him...she's a great pet mommy and i bet she'll all but chew his food for him...no, really...i wouldn't be surprised if she went all march of the penguins on them and put the food in their mouths, too...

so that leaves chico and the man, the chubby siamese, and the teeny black kitty who looks like a cross between a panther and a fruit bat and who'll handily kick your ass given half a chance...especially if you mess with her stuffed snake.

and let me tell you, it STILL would have been easier to have a baby.

without going into long and boring detail, what to feed when to feed how much to feed raw or grain free or no carb or a combo of all and then the recent pet food scares blah blah blah i came about two valium shy of making my own cat food...

of this i am not proud.

not because my kitties don't deserve the very best, but because staying up late at night pricing meat and bone grinders and where i could get the best deal on whole chicken and rabbits (shipped fresh on ice right to my door) and when i could carve out the time needed each week for the chip and grind fest and not to mention who in the sam hell would watch these 6 godforsaken cats with the cleaning and the feeding especially adding in the darling feature of the feeding them a raw diet is not something that sane people do.

among other things, it just proves i am consistent...crazy, but consistent.

but don't fret, i've come up with a good healthy feeding plan for my kitties that doesn't require me going all fargo on anything AND may just not send anyone running should we ever go anywhere ever again and need someone to feed the beasts...

so all in all we may have found a stable cat routine.

seriously i can barely get anyone over here to watch the boybarians. and they wipe their own buts and don't eat raw meat.

so far i haven't made it to my mobile office yet, but i'm working on it...i've got to get our school routine down before i start messing with it...and by "messing with it" i mean i need to get up at 6 out the door and back before 8...

yawn.

i'm tired just thinking about it.

but, apparently the great american novel comes with a price...and i imagine mediocre random musings do too...

i'll let you know which way it goes for me at 6 am.

x.


you know he'd be your favorite too.