May 18th, 2002

newavi

yawwwwwwn!



No, I'm not blue... but I am a bit tipped over... :D

wearing
~ Saturday morning sweats...
~ big comfy sox...
planning
~ to actually finish the process of waking up... lets see... that means coffee... shower... shave...
~ hmmm what else? it's supposed to rain... Star Wars?
~ I think I'll call my buddy kevin...
wishing
~ a happiest of Happy Anniversary wishes to my friend topazgrrl... may you find the peace, joy, comfort and warmth in your relationship that you so richly deserve.

yea... that smile took a little work...mostly 'cause I'm freaken DEAD... but I'll come back to life... just get me wet first... er... you know ... a shower. :)

See ya soon.
newavi

hmmm

the cam is pointing out side for a while... the boiz are being jedi knights in the front yard...

When we all finally get our collective "stuff" together... we're going shopping for beds! (for the boiz). We've done this before... shopping for beds.. it's not fun. But we shall prevail against the evil lords of drive-you-crazy-furniture stores...

It's still nice out... (no rain) so I'm outta here... see y'all later.

edit: the boiz have gone across the street to play... prol'y won't see 'em...
newavi

eeep.

you know that acid-ee sensation in the back of your nose...
back of your throat...
kinda irritating when you swallow...
kinda fills you with dread that maybe... just maybe... you're getting sick?

pooh... that's me.

So I've decided to bake a cake to combat the evil sick feeling... and while it cooks?? Go rent a DVD... it will most clearly be DVD/Cake time tonight.

This, plus some of that euthanasia stuff is a much better way to combat a cold than chicken soup... although... when it gets really bad and you want to be "taken care of" I guess the chicken soup works well 'nuf.
newavi

patio ?

We had an interlock stone patio built in our back yard...

Here's a little run down of the deal...

Three images from the land of before
(click them for the full view)

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And three images from the same angles as it is today... :D

: :
newavi

I see myself

All of his boundless energy,
A voice that refuses to stop,
Twisting, turning...
Simply never stopping.
Yet at the merest mention of a back scratch...
He falls flat, limp and motionless.

George loves back scratches as much as I do... as much as I did when I was that little.

:)