tadpolios!

120/366 apr. 30, originally uploaded by dogglips2.

Leave it to my Dad to scoop out a big mess of tadpoles for the kids! Em & I went over to help set up garage sale stuff and brought home a tub of wiggly pre-frogs. Polywogs. Whether or not they make it to the frog stage remains to be seen.
Not that we needed Livonia tadpoles; if the amount of frog singin' goin' on in our yard is any indication, we should have a bumper crop.
So the garage sale starts tomorrow, and I think my body is rebelling. All of a sudden I am super tired and not feeling great. One too many trips up the stairs. I am woefully out of shape.
Wish me many sales and a little sunshine!

piles and piles of junk

It's springtime in Michigan, and spring brings garage sales.

Every time I have to get ready for one of these, I swear I will never ever do another one again.

We have a lot of junk.

Let me be clear-the word 'a lot' doesn't sufficiently describe how much stuff we have.

I have spent the day stacking, and pricing, and sorting. There is still so much to be done, and then I get to take it over to my Dad's house. Their sub is having the sale, and they get great foot traffic. Totally worth lugging stuff to their house.

I really hate garage sales. I hate people haggling over your stuff, or turning up their nose like you own total crap. Get over yourselves people, you are basically glorified trash pickers. The weather always seems to be crappy on the day of the sale too, and sitting in a damp, cold garage is near the bottom of my wish list.

I like the idea behind garage sales. Reuse, recycle, renew. And I like that a few bucks is involved. Money is good. I can use it. I just wish it wasn't so subjective and haggly. Universally set prices would be awesome. That's right, the price is the price. It'll be the same tomorrow.

So wish me luck and good sales and whatnot.

eyes & balls

So today we went to see Divine Child's production of 'Guys & Dolls'.High school plays are not my usual thing, but we went because my Aunt Roberta was the director. It was good. Long. The kids enjoyed it and even managed to sit thru it without fidgeting too much. The best part was before the show at home-Emma & I were talking about the show and she asked what is was called again. I said 'Guys & Dolls'. Evan, who is in the kitchen says 'Eyes & Balls'?

which is probably the funniest thing I've heard in a long time.

you can learn a lot from a boy

for example...

...why walk when you can pogo stick everywhere?

Have a great weekend :)

Dear Tooth Fairy, yes it's us again...

I'll start by saying that this is a horrible picture. It just is.

So Evan finally lost his other front tooth, after a week or so of fiddling with it non-stop. I'm a little sad to see them go... he had such cute, perfect, tiny little teeth, and now he has a ginormous hole. Maybe it's me, but the hole seems way larger than 2 teeths worth.

I was informed by Ev that he & Emma no longer believe in the Tooth Fairy. Last week after they pulled out their teeth near 10:30, the tooth fairy did not come. I told them that maybe it was too late for her to change her route. Apparently that was the giveaway. I think the tooth fairy should be cut a little slack when faced with a new pick-up by kids who go to sleep late and maybe she didn't have any extra dollars that day. Sheesh.

Happy Friday! Hope you enjoyed this beautiful week.

5th grade is not for sissies

5th grade is not for sissies, originally uploaded by dogglips2.

she would tell you this herself except she is passed out cold on the couch at 5:30 p.m.
(Right after she killed me for taking this picture, and then posting it)
It was a rough day in the life of Emma. School, Girl Scouts, bike riding, and enough homework to make anyone cry. The thought of tackling all the homework sent her over the edge into hysteria, and unconciousness.
We discovered at 8 something that she didn't eat her lunch and was existing all day on a bag of carrots and a juice box. Of course, she claims this had nothing to do with her losing it.
For someone so smart, she can be pretty dense sometimes!

junk

junk, originally uploaded by dogglips2.

Today I went 'junking' with my friend Jan, and I found some super cool things! (good thing for birthday money).
We went to 2 different places and ran out of time. Junking is not something you can do if you are pressed for time.
The first place was dirty, dusty, expensive, and had the meanest owner in the world. He was offended that we asked for prices on things (most things weren't marked). Then right in front of us called us ignorant! We didn't ask him to lower the price on a single thing, and he was rude because we didn't say we would take something immediately. Like he was doing us some huge favor. I did buy the green desk from him, but Jan walked out. I wanted to buy an old gate, but wasn't willing to put up with his shit. You would think in our economy he would be begging for sales. Whatever!
The next place we went to was totally the opposite-clean, friendly, and lots of reasonable things. My favorite buy was the yellow enamelware thing. I'll have to Google it to find out what it was originally meant for, but I can picture it full of green things. I love it.
Thanks Jan for a great day!