haiku thursday

it's been so, so long.
can't remember the last time
that I blogged at work.

the tiny goslings
are now giant, stinky geese.
they poop everywhere.


turkey sandwich sleeps.
curled up in an old dog bed.
a great place to work.


aw, good old KFOG!
10 at 10 was '88.
they might be giants!

not that there's anything wrong with that

By the way, that baby chicken in the photo in the previous post is called Two Cheeps, and by the time we got back from camping, she had turned into a boy. Hmm.

Way up north

Samson & I are having a great time in Portland. We're heading to Bend tomorrow with friends to camp in the Three Sisters area for the week. Such great friends, such great weather, amazing luck and all around summer vacation-y-ness. The playlist is supreme and the photo album is already brimming with winners. Such as:

Happy Monday

Beautiful weather continues, an adorable 2 year old and collecting pretty pods on a nature walk. Yay!

haiku wednesday

I want to eat food.
mostly the kind that's no good.
mmmm, butterfinger.

max is in texas.
san antonio, but wait
there is no basement.

the last day of  school.
big party--hot dogs, music.
we'll miss our school friends.

time to watch tv.
will it be law & order?
it's on TNT.

Sitting in the waiting room

All I could think about was how hard it was to think. I imagine my brain is like a water weenie that's filled with baked beans or polenta, and nothing can ever be in a solid state. I can't hold on to a memory or an idea long enough to recall it, and the things I can focus on are gooshy. It's moderately difficult to form an educated opinion based upon fact, and very hard to later on remember why I had chosen that position. One of the results of this state of being is that I am absurdly awkward at social events. And I'm about to enter the ultimate world of awkward social events--elementary school. Well, the kiddo, not me, but it comes with the whole package: PTA, volunteer stuff, fundraising, etc. And it's k-8 so these are quite likely our community for the 9 years minimum. Or at least I hope so. Let's all keep our fingers crossed and see if i can keep my social ineptitude at bay.

Also, I had a clean scan yesterday. Not as clean as previous scans, but the spot that dr. Clarke found last april hadn't changed at all--no growth or anything like that. No more scans until September...after kindergarten starts.