Oh where, oh where have I been? Let me tell you.
Monday Monroe beat Randy Smith at home.
Tuesday Monroe beat North Pole in NP. See that big arm reaching back for the ball. That's Elijah.
Wednesday Monroe beat Ft. Greely at home.
The chickadees finally found where I moved the bird feeder for the winter. Easier for me to get to now. I actually paused to take three photos.
Here's the second. Daisy is doing well. I'd really like it if her wool was cut. She smells.
Here's the third. I'm referring to Hans as Christmas dinner because I'm really mad at him. He has been flying over the fence and pooping all over the sidewalk and lawn. Then it freezes. If I can find the time I am going to cut his wings today. That will teach him.
There was also a moment for the Wee People. What troopers they have been entertaining themselves.
I did take about half an hour and put up some Halloween decorations. I used to decorate for every holiday. So much has happened in the last two years that I seem to have lost interest in the things that brought me (and the kids) joy. The other afternoon I realized that I can't do anything about the bad coming from others, but I sure as shit can do something for myself. (and the kids:)
I totally love this sign. There are so many that just need to get on their broom and fly away.
It's not so much that I am a Halloween fanatic, but more of a decorate-the-house fanatic. The kids really love a spiced up home.
Here it is. Where I have been. If Nick isn't in front of that computer, I am in front of that computer. Nick just hasn't had a successful high school career so far. I wish we would have made changes last year, but we hung on to the hope that he'd finally find his groove. Nope. Didn't happen so with two and half weeks left in the quarter he sorta dropped out of school. Wait..don't gasp. He dropped four of his classes and is taking them correspondence. He still goes to the school for two classes. The catch? He has two weeks to do nine weeks of work to be eligible for wrestling. Lord knows we're giving it our best shot. When he's taking tests and doing assignments, I am reading ahead so I can help him when he has questions. We are putting in about ten hours a day at this point, and I'll be honest, it sucks. Hopefully, it will pay off and he'll be able to be on the wrestling team the second half of the season (it has already started). If it doesn't work out at least he gave it his best shot. In the meantime, this is where we'll be. In front of the computer until our eyes bleed.