| Family, Fun, & Farming |
[Jul. 16th, 2008|02:02 pm] |
So Jude absolutely LOVED Club Invention day camp last week; if regular school were more like that week was, we'd never have a problem. We will definitely consider sending him again next year (and it's cheaper by half than the week of go-kart/F1 camp he was asking about the other week. . .don't get me started, but suffice it to say, This Kid Wants To Drive). This past weekend we went to the Berkshires to attend megabuck wedding (Tim officiated). It was lovely; the bride's mother didn't miss a trick in planning this thing, and it was quite nice to not have to make a decision pretty much all weekend--"put on nice clothes and wait here for a bus to take us to the symphony/a country club/a lovely inn? Well, sure, sign me up!" But I can never eat cake again; the wedding cake was The Best Cake Ever In The History Of The World, so nothing that follows will ever live up to it.
This week, Jude is doing swimming lessons at the Boys' & Girls' Club; it works out well because he can do an hour of free swim, then his lesson, then hang out at the club for an hour so I can pick both guys up at noon. Camden is there all morning doing a sort of preschool day camp thing, which he likes. So I get the whole morning to myself. Next week, Colorado. Week after that, kids to my parents' so Jude can do River Explorer day camp. . .I might go down there for a few days myself, but I haven't decided if it's better to do that or to stay here and continue my renewed mission to get the house organized/clean.
To that end, my latest cockamamie scheme to cut clutter is to go to one area (so far, the bathroom), and put things I haven't used in the past 24 hours into a box, with a lid. I am going to wait 2 weeks, during which time, if I find myself saying, "oh, I need that such-and-such thing I put away," I can go into the box and remove it. At the end of 2 weeks, anything still in the box is going out with the trash (or to the donation center; right now it's mostly toiletries that are at least partially used, so those are trash). I think this will work especially well for clothing, and for the kitchen--gadget drawer, etc. The whole system is a slightly less drastic version of what I wanted to do which was to basically cut down to bare, bare bones--one fork, one plate, on cup per person type stuff--and then just acquire new stuff as needed. The overall effect would likely be the same. . .making it clear that there is no purpose to having a melon baller "just in case," and that 2 dozen cloth napkins for a family of four is too many, etc. But this will cost less.
Camden got a mohawk, did I mention it? He is very cute; he even got some green gel for his hair, from a friend of ours. I swear it was his idea, not mine. I was actually kind of hesitant. . .as cool as I think it is, and as much of a happy-dance as I did when he asked for it, I do tend to think it would put him in the category of "my fashion accessory" rather than "my kid" if I inflicted it on him just to amuse myself. But right after his last buzzcut, he saw some boys at Jude's school with 'hawks and asked me, "What's THAT kind of hairdo?!" He was really into it (he loves fashion), and so I told him if he still wanted it at his next haircut (knowing it was over a month away, and he's got the attention span of a 3-year-old), he could get a mohawk. And he remembered for the whole 6 weeks! He has gotten positive reviews from everyone except my dad, who just had to say, "I liked your wiffle better. . ." because anything that smacks of rebellion (or, to the point, reminds him of how "weird" I was as a kid, which was not that weird, really, but freaked him out) is not his cup of tea. Ppbbffffttt!!!
After a very late start, I am starting to get some veggies from the garden. ..cherry tomatoes are ripening at the rate of about a dozen a day--too few to make a salad--and I've got two bell peppers about the size of squash balls. Regular tomatoes still on the vine, not yet ripening. We are going to be using zucchini as doorstops, holiday decor, and shoes, there are so many blossoms already (note to self: recipe for squash blossoms!); I'm a little scared of them.
I watched the last episode of Doctor Who last night (I <3 surfthechannel.com!!!! <3 it!!!) and sobbed my little self sick. I quote my dear friend ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) cavalorn, as he summed it up best: "Oh, my fangirl heart!" I'd been a couple of episodes behind, because of ScFi Channel showing it on Friday nights, and me actually having plans on Friday nights(!), so I am late to the party. That said, "Midnight" was one of the best hours of television ever written. Period. Which reminds me that I just love how British TV shows always credit the writer first "Journey's End by Russell T. Davies" and similar. . .priorities! |
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