Showing posts with label cranky. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cranky. Show all posts

Saturday, November 07, 2009

Nothing Ever Goes As Planned

When you feel dog tired at night, it may be because you've growled all day long. ~Author Unknown

Yesterday was a testy day for all of us. Having DH home so much has been an experience, to say the least. Understand that it's not that we don't love him, it's just that DD and I have a routine, and a way we do things and behave and it's been affected dramatically by adding "Daddy" to the mix on a 24 hour basis.

So, DD is cranky, I'm cranky, and DH is cranky. At least the dog is happy!

In any case, writing isn't going great. It's okay, but not great. I made up my word count from yesterday, but am behind again this morning. I even got up at 3:30 a.m. to try to get ahead, but fate once again conspired against me.

That's okay, I'm only 1000 words behind today. As long as I never get farther behind than that, I think I'll make it through! More NaNo stuff about me will be on the JaNoWriMo blog.

Happy weekend to all of you.

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You Are a Geek



You love to learn, especially when it's about technology. No subject is too obscure for you.

You enjoy tinkering with things to see how they work. You aren't a traditional learner either... you need to hack around to figure things out.



You may have the brains to be a super rich Silicon Valley geek, but you're truly content to have your own favorite projects, subjects, and toys.

For you, being a geek is not about the glory. It's about a love of digging deep and truly understanding the world.




Well.. yeah.

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Sunday, April 19, 2009

Case of the Crankies

Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference. ~Winston Churchill

Had a cranky day yesterday. It started when I found that one of Suzanne McMinn's goats had died unexpectedly. I know, I know... it wasn't even MY goat, but it really made me sad. **sniff** We've watched those little babies grow up, so it was rough. I can only imagine how hard it was on her and her kidlets.

Then it was overcast. Blech. So, all my plans went out the window. And TODAY, when it's sunny and nice? We have a family "thing" and I can't work outside in my garden (::grumble, grumble::) and tomorrow it's going to rain.

Ah well... this too shall pass.

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I spent some time yesterday talking to my voles. Yep, really. Stood outside the holes I HAVE found and gabbed. Told them if they wouldn't destroy my gardens I wouldn't kill them. Seems like a fair exchange.

Honestly, so far I haven't seen any more damage. I'm not expecting that to last, however, so I'm doing some research into what they won't eat... which isn't much, sadly. Still, I'm going to try some tricks (surrounding the root balls with weed block before I plant, etc) and see if I can't discourage them. I am on the hunt for some pretty daylilies (NOT orange or yellow -- everyone here has orange and yellow and I want to be different) because they don't eat them (nor do the deer).

It's frustrating. I've managed to work in concert with all the other wildlife. Yes, the chipmunks sample my garden, but they don't eat THAT much (though I do get testy when they take one bite out of several large tomatoes). The deer haven't decimated anything but my tulips in some time. The bear? As long as I pull in my bird feeders at night, he leaves us alone.

But these doggone voles? Sheesh... the most destructive thing I've seen. And they are so SMALL.

So, the war continues.

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I've been pondering first lines on Twitter and Facebook the past couple of days. If you haven't given your two cents worth, feel free to chime in.

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Your Inner Retro Girl Is 1980s Girl Next Door



Or at least, that's what your heart is.



Oddly... this isn't far off, really. LOL...

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