Rollie brought this lovely blueprint for world domination home from school. I mean, it doesn’t say that it will be used for nefarious purposes, but COME ON, what else would you do with “a scaring machine?”
Taking child therapist recommendations as we speak.
Lisa looked like she was about to cry when she left Dash with me this morning. She has never left him for four days before. This was taken five minutes after they left. He seems, as Mama put it, “Happier than a jackass eatin’ briars.”
Just had to post a picture of my sweet niece, Luci.
I’m always posting pictures of Dash, who I get to see so much more often than my niece. This is Luci. Last time she appeared in a post on my blog, she looked like this. See how that happens? Four or five months and suddenly they look all grown up and like a little lady.
How lucky am I to have a boy and a girl, and a niece and a nephew? The luckiest.
Because I still miss finding our baskets together.
Turns out the Bunny Trail runs right through Hilton Head. We had candy for breakfast and I don’t even feel guilty about it.
Happy Easter from Dogwood Girl. Hope you have lots of eggs in your basket!
[Kermit singing “The Rainbow Connection” in the background.]
Rollie: “I’m a dreamer.”
Todd nods.
Me: “That’s a good thing, baby.”
Rollie: “Sometimes I’m a nightmare.”
Todd and I nod some more.
Fair warning: This will be a very disjointed post. I’m all over the place this morning, with lots of little things to say and none of them important. (Self-promotion, you see, is not my strong point.)
We’re at Hilton Head for the weekend. Todd needed a bit of a vacation before he starts the new job in a couple weeks. I’ll hit the high points for you:
It’s supposed to be in the 80s all weekend and no rain.
I bought my first Disney Princess product for Tiller last night. For some reason, the Princess and the Frog seems less Disneyish to me, and really, that’s just because it’s all New Orleans and has an African American princess on it. I am not self-aware enough to know exactly what this says about me. Suffice to say that Tiller has new Disney “fwip fwops.”
Carrie, I passed that gas station where you felt pukey after girl’s weekend and I thought of you.
I had the grouper last night.
I never knew that one condo could contain this many lighthouses.
The buggies at Bi Lo have drink holders in them. Brilliant.
Todd found the Holy Grail at a local restaurant. The cup. The Holy Grail of Au Jus.
I miss my dog. Hilton Head is nice, and I love the paths running all over the island and the drive is much easier, but in Cape San Blas, I can sit on the beach with my best buddy. He is going to the lake with Aunt Lisa for the weekend, so he will be a happy camper and never miss me, but I miss him.
Simultaneous sleepers.
As you can see, Rollie is a morning person, just like his Mama.
Tiller, on the other hand, well what if we could bottle that?
Sometimes I wonder if she is even my child.
This has been my worst month of posting in years. Life has really gotten in the way. Many reasons come into play. Me training for another triathlon. Work. Lots of company, like Todd’s cousin Jenn, and my friend Honey and her family, and my mom is having surgery on her foot, and mom and dad having moved, a neighbor and i started a community website, Dekalb county board of education sucks, and I have to sometimes cook and do laundry and make beds, or at least enough so that todd won’t divorce me.
A recap in pictures (just hold your mouse over each one for the witty caption):
I guess that kind of sums it up.
Yeah, Dogwood is back. She’s back!
