Here are three of my favorite valentines. The other doesn't usually like his picture taken.
I noticed that it's been quite a while since posting. I've thought about it, but haven't gotten around to it. Imagine.
December flew by in a hurry. And work was harried as I helped track down outstanding commissions, and helped bring in a $40+check. Not that it went to me, but oh well. I got the pleasure of calling Canada, eh, and harrassing the land up North during the holidays.
January slowed down just a bit at work, only to catch up to me. I had a bout of strep and landed in bed for a couple of days with tonsils the size of golf balls and just about as white and dimply. Unpleasant, to say the least. This month was Stinky's turn. Poor DH had to miss another of my company's parties since we couldn't send Stinky to the sitter's and infect her kids, too. I think I may have reinfected myself, too, as I had a fever for about three days and my tonsils blew up like puffer fish again. You could almost see them coming out under my chin. (Yum.) But the fever has broken and they are starting to shrink, and I couldn't take time off from work again since I missed two days in Jan and one last week with Stinky (DH and I split the two days that Stinkly was out from school). I made sure to wash my hands a lot and avoid touching anything that wasn't mine as much as possible....
The pictures above were taken at Hermann park, while the kids and DH along with Photog and his wife fed the ducks.
Oh well. Hopefully I'll catch up on the laundry this weekend while I do the taxes. DH is not allowed to do them anymore. [Taxes, that is. He's welcome to the laundry now that I have trained him to sort clothes and hang dry the shrinkables (only took 5 years).] I don't think I've ever heard as much cursing in my life other than this one really long string that worked its way up the air vents from the basement where my dad was building his train landscape. I think he hammered his hand instead of the nail.
Anyway, I have been doing the taxes for the last 4 or 5 years. I seem to have a bit more patience dealing with the software and e-filing. It's finding all the documents that's the pain. Someday (as I am constantly muttering) I will organize my house. HA!
I hope you had happy heart day!
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Beautiful pictures of the monkeys who live at your address! They make Texas look almost pleasant. I had the Apple draw me some Bob the Tomato pictures before I left in December, and Jack was telling me a story about them. He and the Apple could collaborate and create an exciting book. Drawing, for Jack, consists of "Yaya, make a wace car. Yaya, make Bob da Mato." and so on. He isn't very interested in controlling the pencil himself yet He prefers to control the people in his life. I sure miss all of you guys. I worry a little about my son. I wonder if he needs an antidepressant? we gave a family tendency toward that. He may have inherited it, too.
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