Birthday Boy

Today is DH’s birthday, so we’re having a red-blooded American male celebration. First up, one of the best things about Florida: spring training! Astros vs. Marlins at Osceola County Stadium (Marlins win, 9-8).It’s a gorgeous day, so we’re stylin’ topless:Can you say, SPF 60?Then it’s off for his free steak at Charley’s. He splits the porterhouse with...
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Ain’t It Always the Way…

Spring break, and I have a sick child. Of course. Someone always gets sick when we have a break from school. This time, it’s DS. Sounds like a barking seal. So we’re on our way to the doc today so he won’t be sounding like a seal colony by the end of the week. Urk.
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Picket Shock

We’re in the market for some fence. I have lovely neighbors, both of whom have fences. That means two parts of my back yard have a fence. All we need to do is finish off the other two sides, add gates, do two small repairs, and we’ll have a fenced back yard. The dog will be ecstatic. He’ll have room to run and some doggy privacy, and I won’t have to put up with quite so...
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The Bed List/The Dinner List

BED LIST: WENTWORTH MILLERI think many American women would break into prison for a shot at Mr. Miller.DINNER LIST: CLINT EASTWOODClint Eastwood is the original Hollywood badass. I think that even in his 70s, he’s far tougher than a lot of folks out there. Wide range, too. Not many men could pull off The Man With No Name, Mayor of Carmel-by-the-Sea, and director of Midnight in the Garden...
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Bye, Bye FCAT

Testing season is officially over. The boxes are loaded and on their way back to Tallahassee. This means two things:We can let out the breath we’ve been holding and take another so we can hold it until the infernal school grades come out in June.The students will assume that they have nothing left to do for the school year.One problem with high-stakes testing is that the chatter over the...
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Stupid Dog

The one-two combo of DD and DM (aka my mother) accidentally let the dog out last night. Dog is one part dog, two parts bullet. He is one fast sucker. Fortunately for me, he decided to roam all over the cul-de-sac rather than play Kenyan marathoner.Unfortunately for me, it was black as pitch out there, so I’m running back and forth in the dark (he’s the “let you get close enough...
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