The other great distraction of the day, for me anyway, is this darned computer and facebook. It's life-sucking games and features could easily take me away for the rest of the day. When I pull myself away, my poor bleary dry eyes are visible evidence of my addiction - LOL! Oh, and hand cramps from all the typing and mouse-work! The wild man's current addiction is an off-shoot of mine, the Nintendo DS and in particular, Super Mario Bros. At 4, he has already mastered the first of a dozen worlds, which means at least a dozen levels within each world, and he's several levels into the second world! I know, I know - BAD MUMMA!!! At least I set the timer on him so he won't get too carried away! Right now he's comfortably ensconced in our green cushy recliner watching Iceage: The Meltdown and laughing his little buns off :)
In any case, the "plan" also called for some crochet time and some journaling, none of which has even been looked at. In fact, the last two journal entries stop suddenly because I was called away by the wild man and never got back to finishing my thoughts! The crochet? Let's just say I hope to have it finished before the little guys first birthday - never mind finishing before he's even born! It might get done in time for his birth, if I'm lucky! Not to mention the other babies due by the end of this year/start of next... As I was saying, so much for the "plan".
I can't believe it's the end of July already! My 17 year anniversary is this weekend and the wild man will be staying with his beloved Memere' and cousin for three days. I'm excited, yet I know I will miss him :) The quality time with my dear hubby will be much appreciated, though! We plan on taking in several movies, having a lovely dinner out and staking out a small corner of beach to slug in for the better part of a day. My Dad is actually happy we'll be out of his hair for a while. I think he needs peace and quiet, too. When he asked about the wild man staying at his Mem's house, he questioned my comment about spending quality time with my hubby saying, "what about quality time with (the wild man)?" To which I replied, "I spend quality time with him every day - now it's time for (hubby)." After harrumphing at me he seemed to think about it for a minute, then said he would be happy to have the kitchen all to himself so he could can some piccalilli. HA!!!
My chickens are loving their new home! They happily peck and scratch around, entertaining themselves and me, whenever I get the chance to watch them. Their feathers have grown in and they look like miniature hens now. They have gotten used to me, not so much the wild man because he's just, well, too wild! But they will come to me when he's otherwise occupied and I get the chance to love them up. Sounds funny but chickens can be quite affectionate! I've been tossing them clover and grass and this morning gave them the added treat of some apple scraps. Wow, does that ever get them excited! Soon I'll start giving them more bits of scrap, like cucumber peelings and bits of gone-by fruit.