Friday's Leftovers.....

Spring is taking it's time to arrive,
as the snow recedes and the mud replaces it's crisp white blanket, our land is looking dismal. No more white, not yet green, that period of brown, highlighted only by the bright and shining sun.

• Daylight savings time has made me sluggish this week, and despite the fact that it happened on Sunday, the boy was an hour late for school on Monday. All of the clocks had been changed, but my husband was gone and the boy and I listen to our bodies .Apparently our bodies said it was 7am, not 8. My body is still an hour behind.What used to be sluggish in the morning is now down right catatonic.



• The incredible growing pup is a whopping 16.3 kg as of his vet visit yesterday, a 10 kg (22 pounds) increase since we got him the beginning of January. Mud and puppies , especially hairy puppies, mean that we have bathing him down to a fine art.



• I was in a Tim Horton's Drive thru this week, when I took this picture......

I was going to label it,

"where's a cop when you need one?"

but instead, as of yesterday, I will label it " thank you for giving me a lecture instead of a speeding ticket when I lost my mind for a few seconds and forgot to set my cruise control, while grooving to Jimmy Cliff and enjoying the sunshine . You deserve a coffee break whenever you want."

• My son is eating us out of house and home....

he was a preemie and I've always joked that he never got out of his 2 hour feeding schedule.

This is a typical school day breakfast.....

If there is a correlation between breakfast and learning, this boy should be on the honour roll

• My husband is opening a new business, with two of his good friends/co workers. When they told their boss their plans, giving him two months notice, they were promptly fired. So now I have an unemployed husband. The upside is that he won't have money for garish gifts for a while. Oh yeah, to answer your question liz, yes 11 of the golden roses went back, ( he gave the other one to the Cree Princess who was mesmorized by them) He doesn't bother reading my blog, although it's no secret. Although with more time on his hands he may start checking in..... if that's the case, " I love you , hon, even if you are unemployed and have occasional lapses in taste ;)"

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