Sick, ug.

I am not a good patient. In fact, I've never really understood the word, "patient" as applied to the ill. As a mood descriptor, it's highly inaccurate (have you ever met a contented-to-wait sick person?) and as a proscriptive noun, it still lacks a little something. Sit still and wait? While my nose is running…

Weekend wanderings

Last week was a brutish week. Nasty and brutish. Not short, though. Never liked Hobbes anyway. This week promises more of the same, if not worse. The weekend, however, had an unexpected sunny Sunday in it, a Sunday on which we discovered that Katherine can now handle a 4km hike without difficulty. We headed for…

The Scoop on the Dirt

The dirt party went well, I think. Heather seems to have had a good time, too. Thankfully this year her knees weren't sabotaged by too much kneeling. I didn't actually explain the dirt party concept in my first post, so here's what it was all about. When we bought this house almost two years ago,…

Let the festivities begin!

The 2nd Annual Taylor-Hood Dirt Party is scheduled for Saturday, May 20th. Celebrations will begin anytime after 9am and will continue throughout the day. Events include:   rock garden construction top dressing of lawn flower bed filling stone wall construction lawn sodding and seeding rock raking stone step building hand washing The feast will be…

Overwhelmed by Chaos

I was trying to work this morning and everywhere I turned, I knocked over a pile of crap. In frustration, I then went out to the kitchen get a cup of coffee and tripped over a snowsuit en route. This house has deteriorated past my tolerance threshold. My studio (please note the lack of available…