>Insane? Asinine? Arrogant!


There is so much to say about this I don’t know where to begin…


>Anatomy of a Birthday

>Cake baked and decorated by D1

In front of the Hagia Sophia, Istanbul

Trevi fountain, Rome

“whatcha doin?”

Hats in London


1st year of basketball

Beef eaters

Palace gardens, Copenhagen

Take a dive?

Field day

Chess with Grandpa

Picking up his first puppy

School fun (pre homeschool days)

with his “cousin” – haha

Blue eyed boy

Wet kisses

Pan flutes in Costa Rica

Coconuts in Thailand

Thai cooking lesson (red curry paste)

The last of my chicklets is now a teen.

We tend to make birthdays a drawn out affair. He has only had a couple actual birthday parties. Because his birthday falls in the summer his friends have always been scattered and difficult to find come birthday time. We are far more likely to choose an activity and a couple of his best friends to do it with – then add a special gift and a meal of his choice and a bit of catering to by his sisters et voila, Happy Birthday to you boy! For his sixth birthday we were in Ireland come his birthday so we celebrated by having dinner at Bunratty Castle where he was serenaded by the servers who were dressed in med-evil attire.

This year we began back before the Caribbean trip by giving him the DSixl he wanted so that he’d have it for the trip. Tuesday we picked up his two best friends (brothers, the oldest of which has been a steady part of the boy’s life since he was two weeks old) and we began 2 days of fun and frolick. We started with a trip to a large field, two corgis, and a frisbee. All ran and played until the corgis collapsed. Then, after depositing the dogs at home, we proceeded to the local “Fun Depot” where the boys played laser tag, drove go carts, climbed a wall, and played video games. From there it was some much needed lunch and then a trip to the theater to watch Toy Story 3 (in 2D not 3). Dinner was picked up on the way home – pizza of course – and then the three of them settled in for hours of Wii fun in our basement wreck room. At nightfall the boys gathered in the drive for pyrotechnics. Nothing big, but none the less fun for them. Then the hub and I retired for the night and the boys watched a movie (Princess Bride- Hello, My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die) and played more Wii. Somewhere along the way they fell asleep and stayed that way until nearly noon. Finally they grabbed something to eat – not really breakfast, not really lunch, but enough to sustain for a trip to the pool. The sky was clear and the temp in the low 90s so the weather was perfect. They only lasted a couple hours though, I think they were finally truely tired. Just as well as mid-day the friends were picked up by their mother and they left for a trip straight from here.

Today is the boy’s actual birthday. One sister is returning home today and this evening we’ll go to the restaurant of his choice and he’ll order whatever he wants. Tomorrow the second of his sisters will return and probably Saturday he and she will bake up some sort of cake together.

And there you have it – one long drawn-out birthday.

Happy birthday boy!


>Time for a nap

>Excuse me?!

>According to CNN and Paul Payack (supposed language guru), We, the target audience of The One, The Only, The Magnificent Barack – are too stupid and feeble minded to understand the president’s speech Tuesday night.

President Obama’s speech on the gulf oil disaster may have gone over the heads of many in his audience, according to an analysis of the 18-minute talk released Wednesday.
Tuesday night’s speech from the Oval Office of the White House was written to a 9.8 grade level, said Paul J.J. Payack, president of Global Language Monitor. The Austin, Texas-based company analyzes and catalogues trends in word usage and word choice and their impact on culture.
Though the president used slightly less than four sentences per paragraph, his 19.8 words per sentence “added some difficulty for his target audience,” Payack said.

Well excuse the hell out of me but I understood it just fine. Now given, I read the transcript – didn’t listen to His Dithering Droolyness, just can’t stomach listening to him. Sorry but I got over his articulate self long long ago. (Oh, and Mr Payack – it is “fewer” sentences not “less” sentences – Mr Language Guru should have better grammar than that)

Apparently Mr Payack thinks we would have problems comprehending this sentence :

“That is why just after the rig sank, I assembled a team of our nation’s best scientists and engineers to tackle this challenge — a team led by Dr. Steven Chu, a Nobel Prize-winning physicist and our nation’s secretary of energy.”

Now, I’ve read words and sentences written by pretty much any of you who may be reading this post, and I’ve got to say – you’ve all written more complex sentences with bigger words and I for one have understood you just fine. Which word here is supposed to go over our heads? I’ve got to admit, I’m pretty sick of the “Nobel Prize-winning” phrase as though it means something highfalutin’ – I mean, since The O, Al freakin’Gore, and Jimmeh Carteh got one it hardly means anything at all – so big fat whoop.

Payak says the previous sentence made the O sound aloof and out of touch and that he (the O) should use more common language to speak to us poor ignorant buffoons in his audience. Is Payak actually saying that the O should speak more like W? Just sayin’

I’m thinking Mr Payak is as woefully out of touch as ol’ Tin Ear Barack himself.

Don’t know what grade level this post would be judged to be – probably not as high as it could have been had I taken time with my vocabulary – but just zipping this out I have an average word length of 5.8 letters here to Obama’s professorial 4.5, a sentence average of 22 words to the O’s 19.8 (when I drop out all the quotes), and I bet you understood every word.
Does this give me a graduate degree? Because that would be Sweet!

>Peepee time

>Did I get your attention? Nothing like a little potty talk right?

This vid is done by some musician friends of mine – well, even more so friends of my D3 – but mine too. They (Mark – the singer songwriter guitar player in the vid and Julee the pregnant young woman seen dancing behind him in a light blue blouse) were married a couple years ago and in addition to the coming young prince have their first dog together. They have put together a CD of songs Mark has written after watching their dog (Jesse) for a while. The CD will be released in August but they sent me a link to the vid and I thought all you dog lover blog buddies might get a giggle out of it so have a listen and enjoy.

>What is this!


Paul Joseph Watson
Prison Planet.com
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
The federal government would have “absolute power” to shut down the Internet under the terms of a new US Senate bill being pushed by Joe Lieberman, legislation which would hand President Obama a figurative “kill switch” to seize control of the world wide web in response to a Homeland Security directive.

>Mid June blahs – I mean blooms

>This is pretty much the extent of my gardening this year. I just don’t have the desire to grub in the dirt to do much more than water a few pots.

Most of my plants don’t bloom much anymore. They need food, and probably more light than they get – and many need dividing. But I’m lazy, so I only get a handful of blooms here and there. However if you take close up photos of a few here and there you can give the illusion of a yard full of blooms, right?
I don’t know what these are, and frankly I don’t even remember planting – as far as I know they just showed up three or four years ago. I like them though, they look like bell skirts – like they should have tiny fairy ladies swinging gaily at their tops…

These are a relative of lamb’s ear- they have soft, fuzzy, gray green leaves like lamb’s ear – but unlike lamb’s ear the flowers are actually pretty. I’ve been told these are rose campion. Don’t know if that is so, but I love their color. Another feature they share with lamb’s ear is that they spread like no body’s business…

These are balloon flowers – named for the obvious right before they burst open…

And a selection of my day lily varieties…

That is all, it is hot and this southern belle must retire under the ceiling fan with a glass of iced tea.

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