Well, phooey

I had to take down the post previous to this one... pffft... Apparently, if you ask or even infer that people should ick-clay your oogle-gay ad-ay ense-say ads-ay, they can take away your account for same. So ick-clay away-ay if you want to-ay but on't-day ell-ta 'em-thay I asked-ay you oo-tay! Hey, what can I say? I eed-nay to uy-bay ore-may abric-fay. So now it looks like I haven't written in my blog forever. Well, I actually haven't written anything for five days. That's about a half of a forever for me, in the blog-writing sense. But I've had absolutely nothing to write about.... and no time lately to just make stuff up. I've over-extended myself swap-wise and now have too many things due at the same time. I will spend the entire weekend up in my quilt room getting caught up. Twelve quilt blocks (six are done), four penny pockets, and a dottee doll (doll is done) all need to be mailed on Monday. I need to mail my friend Karen her socks (they are done), and I'd like to whip up something cute to send along to her two grandchildren, but the swap stuff needs to be done first. Monday is divorce court day and hopefully my daughter will come out of it relatively unscathed and free. Friday is Quilt Show day - YAY! It's a very small quilt show with vendors that I go to every year in Lebanon, OH. But I am looking forward to it. What's not to like about a quilt show?! My son arrives from Colorado on the 10th of the month to stay with us for a week, and attend his friend's wedding. I'm excited. I adore my son -- have I ever mentioned that? When he's here we can't always schedule time where all of us can get together at once, but I made a point of scheduling everyone here for breakfast on Friday morning -- husband, son, daughter, grandson and me. I'm disappointed my DIL won't be here as well! But Friday morning around 8am, just close your eyes and feel the love, people... feel the love. My grandson's 3rd birthday is this Sunday. Happy, happy birthday, Mr. B! I asked him last week what he wanted for his birthday. His response? "A Nintendo DS". I'm not kidding you. Apparently many of the kids at his other babysitter's have Nintendo DS's. I was thinking more along the lines of new PlayDoh or moving up to a 64 pack of crayons instead of 8. No, I'm not getting him a Nintendo DS for his birthday. He also wants a cell phone and a car. Yes, I mean a real cell phone and a real car. LOL We are getting him just a small gift for the actual day, but I've ordered a water and sand play table, but he won't even know about it until the weather gets warmer. Supper tonight is interesting. Don't you love the fact that, after 30 years of cooking supper every night, I can still somehow manage to forget I need to cook supper until it's actually supper time?!? It's 7pm and we've not eaten yet. I browned some pork chops, threw them in a baking dish with some peeled and sliced sweet potatoes and some sliced onions, poured some pineapple juice mixed with brown suger and a bit of clovers over the top, and am serving them with green peas. Smells good, but I have no idea how it will come out. Stay tuned for that one. Doesn't matter -- my husband will eat it anyway.