Saturday, March 17, 2018
Tuesday, March 06, 2018
Wednesday, January 24, 2018
The Family Speedcuber
Miriam got a Rubiks Speed Cube for Christmas, and she's been making good use of it:
She spent most of Tech Week playing around with our older, stiffer Rubiks, memorizing algorithms, when all the actors were spending a lot of time sitting around waiting to rehearse. (Because, of course, doing school work was out of the question, with all your friends around!)
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| 51 seconds!!! |
Sunday, January 21, 2018
It's for your own good, really.
These pictures are from a couple weeks ago -- right now I can hear the kids playing outside in the sunshine through my open window. Virginia weather is so weird.
Sorry, kitty. No outside today.
...Just trust me on this one.
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So kitty had a little adventure the other day. We went out of town for a couple days, and even though we had a pet sitter come and play with Soot Sprite, he wasn't allowed outside for 48 whole hours which just about killed him. We let him out the day after we got back, and he insisted on spending the whole rest of the day outside, even his afternoon naptime! He would. not. come. in. Katie and I, and then later Mr. Pickles, spent 7 hours on and off trying to catch him: chasing him, calling him, banging his dinner bowl, but he was in psycho kitty mode and would not be caught. So guess what -- he got to sleep outside! Thankfully it only got down to the upper 20s. He's got a lovely fluffy coat so he wasn't in any danger, but it definitely was not comfortable weather for a kitty used to sleeping on a down comforter at night.
The next morning I woke up with visions of frost-bitten ears, or scars from tussles with the neighborhood fox, or someone kidnapping him (he had managed to lose his collar somewhere). But when I opened the back door at 6:30 am wondering if we were going to have to hunt for his cold, lifeless body, he came trotting right in, ran straight to his bowl and ate and ate and ate and then spent the rest of the day sleeping on Miriam's bed. Serves him right, the little rotter.
He is so grounded.
Sorry, kitty. No outside today.
...Just trust me on this one.
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| it was SO COLD for so long that my giant rain barrel froze solid |
So kitty had a little adventure the other day. We went out of town for a couple days, and even though we had a pet sitter come and play with Soot Sprite, he wasn't allowed outside for 48 whole hours which just about killed him. We let him out the day after we got back, and he insisted on spending the whole rest of the day outside, even his afternoon naptime! He would. not. come. in. Katie and I, and then later Mr. Pickles, spent 7 hours on and off trying to catch him: chasing him, calling him, banging his dinner bowl, but he was in psycho kitty mode and would not be caught. So guess what -- he got to sleep outside! Thankfully it only got down to the upper 20s. He's got a lovely fluffy coat so he wasn't in any danger, but it definitely was not comfortable weather for a kitty used to sleeping on a down comforter at night.
The next morning I woke up with visions of frost-bitten ears, or scars from tussles with the neighborhood fox, or someone kidnapping him (he had managed to lose his collar somewhere). But when I opened the back door at 6:30 am wondering if we were going to have to hunt for his cold, lifeless body, he came trotting right in, ran straight to his bowl and ate and ate and ate and then spent the rest of the day sleeping on Miriam's bed. Serves him right, the little rotter.
He is so grounded.
Christmas 2017
So, despite the bout of influenza that made its slow rounds through the fam, we were still able to have a good Christmas break.
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| Opportunist Kitty makes good use of feverish people -- they are so comfy! |
Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Friday, December 22, 2017
Western Trek of 2017
This is still a post-in-progress; no commentary yet. We're experiecing computer difficulties and are trying an experiment to salvage some pictures.
Wednesday, December 20, 2017
Welcome to the sick ward.
I hope they all get over it before Christmas, at least.
Prayers that Miriam doesn't get it, so she can sing in the choir, and that I don't get it, so I can actually ensure Christmas prep happens, greatly appreciated!
Tuesday, November 14, 2017
You know you're doing homeschooling right when...
...your 15 year old says, "This reading from Aristotle's Nicomachean Ethics is fascinating!!"
Monday, November 06, 2017
Pasta Night
This is what making pasta for dinner looks like in a household with food allergies:
Clockwise from bottom left: hamburger for everyone, gluten-free noodles for two, white sauce for 6, wheat noodles for 6. On counter is small pot waiting for space to heat up tomato sauce for 1. (One person got plain noodles and hamburger with dairy-free cheese b/c said person can't have dairy OR tomatoes.)
We're almost at the point where we're considering having certain family members ingest a parasite, just so their bodies have a real enemy to focus their fighting energies on, rather than themselves.
Sheesh.
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| that's every pot from my cupboard |
We're almost at the point where we're considering having certain family members ingest a parasite, just so their bodies have a real enemy to focus their fighting energies on, rather than themselves.
Sheesh.
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