Puppy Whining

The puppy would like to whine (literally, piercingly) that the Baboos went to school in that big, loud, yellow thing; and now she can't find them, and she's stuck with boring Mama.

Mama would like to whine that there has been interrupted sleep and a lot of wiping and picking up of unmentionables off the floor. Puppy is about 50% house trained, so I guess that's better than it could be.

Baboos would like to whine that they had to go to school and are missing out on all the fun.

AW: But holy cow, she is cute.

What the what, weather?

We're in a cooling trend, with frost maybe tonight.  But this morning was sunny!

Then, bam.  It sprinkled a little, which is kind of exciting since we have not had enough moisture.  But then BAM, it hailed!  At my house!  Even though it's 50F outside!  That freaked the heck out of all the pets, because we don't have an attic, do have skylights, and so one can hear it all.

Here's what was left on the chaise.  Most of it just melted when it hit the ground.  The dog may never agree to go out again, at least until dinner time.

NL, sending love for tomorrow.  Glad the visitors were good.

What's new at everybody's place?

Will you be my Valentine?

My sweetie and I don't do anything big on Valentine's Day -- maybe a toast, maybe some flowers.  But I loved this day when the kids were little, and everybody in everybody's class exchanged cards.  It was such a lovely reminder to be kind, to look for the good in others, to work past differences.

Oops, I forgot to get cards to send my kids!  Well, on the list for today...

My son and his fabulous wife will be taking a belated honeymoon trip next month, and they'll miss Easter (plus Passover, just a couple days before).  I usually go a little nuts and make Easter baskets for the kids (adulthood does not change some obligations), but none of them will be here!  Plus, we usually invite the in-laws over, but this year I think we'll have a belated Easter feast instead, after the honeymooners return.  My husband's must-do for Easter is cooking his mom's specialties, lamb shish kebab and pilaf, etc., which works better with a small crowd.

What's new with you?

Dreaming of springtime

We are under a giant pile of snow, with temperatures that keep dipping into the Extreme Cold Warning regions, but I am surrounded by packets of seeds and seed catalogues. I spent part of the afternoon coordinating a combined seed order with a friend, and planning out how to save efforts this year (we'll start our seeds together, and then let Mr. Q water them all under the grow lights at school, taking away the temptation to spend lots of money on bedding plants). It's minus a billion outside, and I'm dragging my feet, avoiding the frigid drive to piano lessons, and so I'm filling my brain with daydreams of sunshine and green leaves.

Thank goodness February is such a short month.