Creativity central

I like these days when things just happen.
The Daisy and The Boo got out the Tinker Toys and made all sorts of things. What I overheard was they were making a time machine.
While it looks like a gun, The Boo told me this was something else. I forget what. I'll have to ask. Then The Daisy made this peacock and a couple of birds just for me!

Sun is out - must be time for ...

... riding horses again.
The Daisy jumped on Tara Jean the other day when I let the horses out to have a change of scenery and wander about the yard. (This beat the other day when I looked out my bedroom window and saw all three of them running up the road because I'd left the side gate open. *Sigh*) Gracie and Hank just hanging out, enjoying the sun: Nothing makes that girl happier than being on a horse, even if it's a short fat one.

The Boo dresses himself

What's that about necessity being the mother of invention? It was a bad day in the house. Your mom's on a tight deadline. There's lots of tension. You go to ask her a question when she yells at the computer so you just hightail it right outta there and figure you'll make a little something easier on her.
Get yourself dressed. Never mind that you're only 3. And even though your shirt is on backwards and your pants are on backwards and your shoes are on the wrong feet, your mom seems to be extraordinarily proud that you got yourself dressed.

Science experiments

Finally we got around to using our science toys garnered from Chick-fil-A last summer. The kids just pulled them out and measured and poured to their hearts' content. Then I had to get in the mix and have them do the actual experiments the things were designed for. I know - no fun.
The Daisy learned about liquid viscosity using water, oil and molasses. She learned about the use of polymers by helping me do the slime experiment for my craft at work then how a plastic bag will seal itself. Later in the week, we attended our homeschool's yearlong Wonder of Science program and this one was about light. The Boo listened intently. Here The Daisy is learning how light and color are diffused

Oscar night 2010

Our old South Carolina neighbor, Buck Sanders, was nominated for his score for "The Hurt Locker" with his partner Marco Beltrami. While they didn't win (stupid "Up" score), here is their magnificent photo of Buck and his 8-month pregnant wife Dominique with Marco and his wife.

A cold couch

This is what my neighbors do when you've lost your mind from too many snow days:

Rabbit Hash

It was Girls' Day Out and so Brenda chose for us to drive to Rabbit Hash (the "Center of the Universe") to hear a band. I envisioned a quaint building where we could sit at a table, have a beer, listen to some really cool band. This is what I got: an actual honest-to-goodness General Store that was packed to the gills with people and a bluegrass band pickin' away in a corner next to the woodstove.See Leslie with a beer in her hand and we had just GOT there. She apparently knew something I didn't.

Rabbit Hash, for those who may not know, was and is the first municipality to elect a dog as its mayor. We watched a pseudo-documentary later about Rabbit Hash (www.rabbithashthemovie.com) and the whole dog-electing business and we should've watched it prior to going. Would've explained a whole lotta things.

The girls got a beer and here I am pretending to be cool with my drink of choice: Starting to reconsider the drink here. I'd had about 5 too many minutes of bluegrass.
Leslie, a big heavy metal fan, was just about to die with the music and so we sat on the porch after awhile. Finally, a sunny day in northern Kentucky! A number of dogs meandered about and, something I didn't know, Leslie is scared of dogs. I'm having a lot of fun at her expense with this picture. It makes me laugh everytime I look at it.

Ok, so here's the I'm-so-cool shot of me with my root beer and now ... candy cigarettes:
Now we come to the I-will-get-you-a-funny-picture-so-help-me-God shot: The things I do for my friends, I tell you.

We wandered around and, of course, had to take pictures with the pig crossing sign:Next came the outhouse pictures: (There ain't enough Purell in the world when using one of those things.)The pickers moved outside and then there was some dancin'. I ran off to go talk on the phone ... way down the road.
No, no, really, I had a LOT of fun with the girls. Later on, back at Brenda's house for the showing of "Rabbit Hash," Jeanette joined us. This has to be one Girls' get together that's going to be hard to top anytime soon.