Happy Monday

Well, it’s the start of a new week and the end of June. Where the heck did the month go? One third of summer vacation over and done with. Well, on that merry note, I will try to lift the tone up and out of the garbage can.

Now we are into the really great part of summer, the picnics, cooking out, camp fires. My kids are going to camp. Did you hear that? Charlie and Jon will be campers for a week starting on the 7th. Ah. A week of no fighting between Rachel and Jon. I hope they both enjoy the camping, Charlie will be a day camper, Jon will be spending the whole week.

I think I have done about as much as I need to do/want to do for my sister’s visit. I am not sure what time they are coming and they are staying at a motel, rather than sleeping here. I made a pie crust for some banana cream pie and have a roast in the crock pot simmering up that lovely gravy that goes so well over heaps of mashed potatoes.

I stepped on the scale and am down four pounds. Must be pregnancy water weight dropping off. I am sure not dieting, not by a far stretch. But it’s nice to see that it’s moving in a better direction. I have noticed that I can fit into some normal clothes without having to stretch them as far as before. I still can’t get on my wedding rings, but in time I will.

I have been enjoying our flower and vegetable gardens, I have tomatoes on the vine, about ten little green golf balls. I am going to pick some flowers for the table, we have some nice greens and stuff to make a nice arrangement. I hate cutting stuff out of the garden, but it’s nice to have a touch of it inside too. We have some medium sized strawberries growing here, there and everywhere. I just throw out waste berries when I make pies and they root and grow and with our cat patrolling the yard for bunnies and moles, we are now having fruit. Gotta love cats.

We have some roses that are beginning to bloom. One bush is having a hard time because it’s too close to a shrub. We may have to move it later. I would love to cut back the shrub, but it is nice where it is. I have crammed too much into a small area. Last year Snowy killed ALL of the roses, but with Chuck’s tender touch toward them, they are coming back to life and we added four bushes to replace those that bit the dust.

I have a canvas that I am prepping for an acrylic landscape. I have so much more acrylic paint than others, I am missing key colors, like yellow in my oils, so I am passing on those for the time being. An oil painting without the yellow to lift up the greens and such is just so dark to me.

I hope that everyone had a good, restful weekend and has a nice week coming up. I plan to.

4 year old has a comb-over

Today Rachel apparently got into my grooming kit that I keep for the dogs and got out the scissors and gave herself a haircut.

It’s pretty bad. She has done this now three times. It breaks my heart to see her looking this way and this is the very worst. She is spiky/bald on the top and all whacked off on the sides and back. But here, see for yourself:

Here’s what her hair looked like last week:

I can’t imagine how we are going to fix this. Chuck said just shave it, but I can’t bear to do that.

Any ideas????

This one above is after the trim and some gel to effect a comb over to try to get the remaining hair to cover the bald spot. We do have hats, too. Look at those eyes, aren’t they beautiful?

My four year old has a comb-over. Even my HUSBAND doesn’t need a comb over. What will the preschool crowd say?

I don’t give a fart in a mitten.

My sister’s coming on Monday. I don’t care.

My kids want breakfast, I don’t care.

My house is messy. I don’t care.

I smell bad and my hair is a mess, I have not brushed my teeth. I really don’t care.

I slept in my clothes last night. Big whip.

We are running short on funds until payday. I don’t care. We don’t need anything anyway.

Probably can’t fill the gas tank. I really don’t care. I don’t want to go anywhere.

There’s nothing I want to see or do right now. I don’t care.

The computer is filled with useless garbage to look at. Eh, who cares?

I could delete this whole blog, and I really would not care.

But I am sure I will get back to normal eventually. As for right now, I just don’t give a shit.

Rambling.

Yesterday I didn’t take it as easy as I should have. At one point I got a bug up my butt to go to the gallery in Coudersport to get them to hang my two triple pane paintings right. They have the panels put here, there and everywhere and it’s just not right. They belong together, but they hung them that way because it made the canvases physically fit, but they don’t look right. So I went over, but on the way home I got shakey and had to spend a lot of time in bed after that. It made me upset that I had wasted that effort, because when I got there, they were closed. I tried to call and got no answer. They are only open Thursday and Friday and I can’t even seem to hit a time when I actually can get there and someone is there.

This is one of the paintings and this is how it should look.

I will have to call them again. I also had to get my own biographical info off to the newspaper, since they have not done it. I felt weird doing that, but how is anyone going to even know that it’s there? I wish they were representing me better.

I wrote once about a teacher accused of assaulting a boy with autism in her special ed class. Her trial resulted in a hung jury. They will be having a new trial. I can’t say more than that, because it’s too sensitive. Please pray for justice to be done. Only God and the ones who were there know what really happened, because the boy can’t tell his story.

Chuck put out some soaker hoses in the garden to try to irrigate our veggies. We are losing them to the hot, dry weather. Usually we can rely on rain, but not this year. Laying out the system of hoses is very energy consuming, so it was wonderful of him to do it for me. Last year I drove myself nuts trying to get it all right.

I am still trying to help my in-laws move up to this area. It’s hard because we would like to see them in a house really close by, and have given them many options and they will not really move on anything. We took photos to them, but they won’t call the sellers at all. They want us to try to find them a mobile home on a rented lot, but I just know that they won’t like living in that type of environment, especially when winter sets in. What would you do? There aren’t any homes for rent around here. There is one senior living center, but they have no two bedroom units and my MIL & FIL want to stay together. We have one mobile home park, but it is weedy and run down. How I would rather see them in a house! Putting a new trailer in that park would be like hanging a sign around their necks saying, “We have money and a new house, come take it from us!”

Charlie and Jon will start camp soon. Jon goes for a week of sleep away camp and Charlie will go for four days of day camp. I hope that they like it. I think that they will. It’s a Christian camp just a half mile away and many friends are going with them. The other day Charlie said, “All of my friends from school have left me.” I told him that he would see them again.

The school wrote that they want Charlie to do extended school year this year. We are skipping on that. We had not prepared Charlie for it, because they told me early on that he was not a candidate, and he is not going to miss out on this camp. He was only referred for speech and language, so we are thinking we will just skip it this year. They should have gotten this information to me in May so that I could prepare him.

That’s it for me, everyone else will be up soon, but I enjoyed this quiet morning to myself. If you are near the Coudersport area, check out the exhibit at the White Gallery on Second Street.