i am impatient and want my yard, the first i have ever "owned", to be fabulous. instead, there is a gaping hole where paul ripped out a scraggly bush, a rotted stump that has spooky crevices where some troll might live, and plastic kid toy junk all over it. at the end of the day, i am plumb tuckered, and so this mess remains.
i'd have no problem if this was the backyard, where things can hide. but we have only a small-ish side yard, and so everything is visible and out there, and i kinda feel like "that house".
then, at the same time, fuck it---only about 28,953 things go on in a day around here to worry about it so.....but it's harder to say that than it is to keep trying to pick up, for some reason......

i dunno, what is the american obsession with yards anyway? i heard this ridiculous pesticide radio ad that rhymed "lawns are for hugs, not bugs." oh yeah, how bout a nice healthy hug after rolling around on my SPRAYED lawn. better than a bug bite! .....dumbasses.

the yard, when "finished" will have little to no grass. any bug that wants to can make a home in the flowers--although i will admit ticks sort of freak me out. there will be a few brick pathways and a few sitting area/hidden alcove type things for the kids. if all goes well, my dear husband will have purchased for me the 10 foot granite rooster i've had my eye on, or some other fitting statue, to grace the gardens witb ridiculousness. it will be photo worthy......

i am dry on the music frontier lately. if you told me a few things you like to read, and wanted some direction to some interesting lit, no problem there. but new music sort of eludes me. there's so much of it, and words about it don't do the trick.... like anything you just have to try it out i suppose.

anyway, nuff said, who's got something awesome to recommend/ or a website to go to? i like just about anything but country & techno. thanks, i appreciate any replies......

after months, literally, with a significant break in between, there is finally. poop. in the. potty. cue triumphant trumpeting. i didn't think it would ever happen. we begged, pleaded, promised treats, TV time, games, prodded, threatened, bullied, harried, encouraged, jumped up and down, and basically acted like every other fool idiot parent throughout time that has tried to get the kid to do this. IT SUCKED. i am more excited about this than any other milestone, probably because this is the only one *I* actually had to do so much work for.

i love the buggers, but for 2.5 years our lives and household have been FULL of shitty diapers...... at least now we can be half full. there is still a way to go, but the wheels are turning.