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Is anyone else watching Pushing Daisies? I like that Jim Dale is narrating it (he also does all the Harry Potter audio books and is awesome), and I like that the show is so quirky and different. But, I can't see how it can last for longer than a few episodes, much less several seasons. How can he really never, ever touch her if they live together and are together 24/7? It would seem to me that their hands would accidentally brush just in passing at some point. Aside from that detail, I do like the show. It's fun.

Chris showed me some of the job listing for next year. Alabama, Florida, Memphis, Mississippi, North Carolina...all these would be desirable to get us closer to home. With our luck, we'll probably land one in England (actually, I'd really love that). It's a bit of a bummer to realize that it is already time to start looking for jobs again. It makes me feel even more unsettled here, makes this place even more temporary.

Despite that, I planted irises yesterday. I know nothing about irises, but I did it anyway. I love flowers and gardening, so I thought I'd take a shot at it. I don't have the funds to properly "prepare" the flower bed, so I just dug holes and put the bulbs in (my landlady gave me a bucketful of bulbs earlier this week.) Josh helped me. We had fun getting dirty and discovering worms while we did it.

I'm over the C on my paper. I realize now that this is just her way of saying "this counts as a rough draft, so do a rewrite". She's very big on rewrites. I find it amusing that Chris is more outraged about this grade than I am. I overheard him telling him mom all about it on the phone last night, lol. Plus, it is only a grade. In the grand scheme of my life, it hardly matters what I make on one paper. It matters if I took the time to read to my kids.

And now, time to get the masses ready for school.

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There are these tiny, fuzzy little bugs all around the outside of my house. At first glance, they look like dandy lion fluff floating in the wind. I can't walk through the yard without getting them in my hair and all over my clothes. When I try to brush them off, they squish on me, leaving a blackish-greenish smug. What are these things? I've never seen anything like it? Are these the love bugs of the northwest?

I've started giving a ride to a mom whose kid is in preschool with Josh. I noticed that she walked and since I past right by her every day, I offered to pick her and her kids up. She declined initially but now that the weather has turned colder, she asked if the offer still stood. I pick her up everyday and we're starting to get to know each other. (Strange to think I still don't really have any friends here. This morning Mariannette called and I was soooo happy to hear her voice and talk to her! I miss having "real life" friends). Her name is Dora (which Josh thinks is hilarious, thanks to Dora the Explorer). She is from El Salvador and last week she made me some Salvadorian bread which was so yummy. Today, we were talking about college. She told me that when she lived in El Salvador, schooling was very expensive and so her parents couldn't afford to send her. She is child number 7 of 17, btw. So, when they moved to America when she was 12, that was the first time she attended school. I can't even imagine how hard it would be to start school at 12!

Listening to her talk just really made me realize (once again) what a blessing it is to live in America. It is so easy to take things for granted, like the fact that we free public schooling for our kids. Here I am complaining because me kids don't have art class. I need to be more thankful.

I stick to the roof of your mouth...

I taste like Peanut Butter. I am one of the most blendable flavours; I go with sweet, I go with sour, I go with bland, I go with anything. I am practical and good company, but have something of a tendency to hang around when I'm not wanted, unaware that my presence is not welcome. What Flavour Are You?

Story telling

Once upon a time there was a happy boy named Petey.

He had an awesome brother named Josh. ( And they both decided to help their mom cut the lawn. )