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Rosie- rest as much as you can.. we'll be here when you get back:)
Fingers crossed and such for you on the house
At least it's Friday...
To love someone is to see a miracle invisible to others.
--Francois Mauriac
It's fuzzy-minded liberal thinking like that that gets you eaten.
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Saturday evening:
Two batches of homebrew bottled (about 13 gallons total) and it only took two trips to the supply store! (This includes sanitizing, prep, locating everything at least once, and most of cleanup.)
Cadbury Caramel Egg ice cream, version one.. in the freezer.
Math lab packet: done.
Math homework due Tuesday: over halfway done (soon, possibly by midmorning).
Chemistry lab: not even close (tomorrow).
"Reflection" paper: lol. Maybe by the time it's due.
Fringe and Sanctuary: watched.
Mancala: played with Boychild
Easter eggs: dyed with Boychild
Lunch and dinner: cooked and consumed with family.
Laundry: two loads down.
Dishes: Boychild's problem. (He's a good boy. With prodding. 
)
Herd: ridden over (see above).
All that on just two cups of coffee...
Can I be tired now? Where's the snoring emoticon?
I'm going to try getting through at least one row of knitting socks before passing out tonight. Oh, gotta play Bunny first. Right.
Hippity-hop!
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There is a certain benefit to not being terribly observant of holidays, except as time to get caught up on crap.
One snoring emote, coming up. 
There's also this one: 
And this one: 
And of course... this one 
What reason had proved best ceased to look absurd to the eye, which shows how idle it is to think anything ridiculous except what is wrong.
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Thanks Rose! Ickle widdums cuters!
I'm not observant, except that dying eggs is fun and candy is tasty. It's mostly carrying on traditions from childhood and trying to preserve a little bit of the "ooh-ahh" magic of mysterious magical beings bringing prezzies to the moderately well-behaved.
Any excuse to get more chocolate in the house...
Besides, you can't stop my mother. She's the North Poles' PacNW outpost, E.B. central, and overall overindulgence overlord.
My role in all this for the last 11 years has been minimal. (Stay up until child is asleep..try to move quietly..put out stuff..act surprised in morning.)
I still don't like the deception of it all, but the look on their faces when they're little is amazing. ("Always tell the truth, little one. Mommy will never lie to you. Except about Santa and the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy, but other than that..")
Speaking of perpetual surprise, I keep logging in in the blue fff site, and ending up on the brown one and logging in again. I'm not used to the new place.
Is the old one slated for demolition any time soon? I'll need enough advance warning to bookmark this one and delete the old link.
See? I can still talk about things related to this site and Firefly. I just need the right random thought.
There's a fellow who posted something about his degree and the fandom thanking us. His screen name is Captainawesome99. Wrong fandom, dude.. that's Chuck. (Though I do enjoy that show.)
I love recognizing faces from one show on another. An actress who was on Chuck just showed up on Bones. I realized about a year ago that Cam from Bones was the teacher in Serenity. I think the fellow playing Magnus' father on Sanctuary did the voice work for Myst/Riven (video games).
So far today I've gotten coffee, seem to be successfully avoiding a migraine for now, and had breakfast. (Sesame bagel, toasted with lots of butter and the last of the homemade peach jam.) Boychild has reached his candy limit until at least 11am. 
I'm willing to admit Spring's finally creeping in around the edges. The peepers are getting quieter. You could hear them over the wind and rain the other night. Plus: daffodils blooming. Five deer were calmly grazing their way across my back yard yesterday. (No, not browsing for a change, they were after the plants in the lawn.)
Okay. Back to work. Maths is done. Time to rock the chem lab report.
...is it just me or am I REALLY rambling on lately...?
Pumpernickel and Seedy breads started. I'll bake them in the morning. (Fridge overnight.)
It's a thank-you to the prof who gave me an intro to the Doc who's lecturing tomorrow who gave me an intro to the head of the pathology dept at one of the local hospitals. (She's coming in from Mt. Sinai to discuss the nervous system with us. Plus: she's an alumn. Too cool.)
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Dying eggs is fun. Candy is poison (I admit I'm biased on that.)
Being childless, I do have less reason to devote my time to egg coloring. Used to take my family all day.
My parents didn't really tell me there was a Santa or Easter Bunny in the literal sense. They were symbolic metaphorical mascots for some kind of tradition and time off from school, but the parents were their, I dunno, representative or something. It never came as a shock to me that it was all mom and dad, because it always had been. I still enjoyed hunting eggs and getting presents and finding quarters under my pillow, I can assure you. So, you know, if you don't like the deception or worry about traumatizing your kid, don't worry that knowing it's you will lessen his enjoyment of it. What's not to like about playing games, having candy, getting presents, and waking up with money?
I still have my weekly website-inspired paper to write for psych. Gah. I've exhausted the links the teacher gave us, such as they were, and started finding my own stuff a few weeks ago, and I'm totally out of ideas. Might just have to miss one, here. I hate to do that.
What reason had proved best ceased to look absurd to the eye, which shows how idle it is to think anything ridiculous except what is wrong.
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..actually, I think he's on to us but either not wanting to risk the loot or having too much fun watching us pretend.
Okay, one diagram of an electrolytic cell to sketch and the damned lab is done.
There's still a five page essay on "how I helped my community through chemistry", a meeting to initiate and complete a presentation on said project, and the presentation this weekend. (Mini-conferencesque thingy from 9-4 on Saturday. Just how I want to spend my weekend when I could be studying.. and no, franky, the fact that there will be pizza does not hold the same all-forgiving charm for me that it does for the 18 year olds.)
"Grump, frump, grumble, crotchety geezer mumble, grump".
If any of you are familiar with the 76th's own Zeppo, he's got a link to an Easter short he's in on Twitter. Is funny.
I baked bread this morning. I have it with me now. Four loaves, two pumpernickel and two seed loaf. It will go to people as "thank you" today. This is the best the lab's smelled in... ever really. 
A day that starts off smelling this good cannot be all bad simply because this portion of the day was in it. Not challenging worse, just saying it's a good start and hopefully it will get better from here out mostly.
Finals start next week. We're reviewing in my course tonight, next week they've got the time to study (preferably my course) while I write the final exam. I'll make sure there's no reason they shouldn't at least pass, but I might throw in a few zingers to weed out the people who were really paying attention and taking the class seriously from those lesser mortals who merely showed up. (Hey, it's not an automatic "A" but everyone's probably going to end up with at least a high B average in a three credit course so I don't want to hear any bitching, OK?)
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We didn't do the dyeing of eggs or hunting for same as johnny neither knows nor cares about the easter bunny. He was enthused by the small chocolate bugs ( 2 ladybugs, 2 bees, and 2 beetles) and the row of mini chocolate bunnies in his basket..but no more enthused than he was by his normal Annie's organic cheddar bunnies.
We took him to his first carnival on Saturday... mostly the reaction to the rides was non-plussed.
He did enjoy his daddy doing the shooting games and winning him a doggie and monkey.
He got to be grown up boy for 55 min and go to the church nursery with Keira ( family friend's 13 year old daughter whom Johnny adores) and no mommy or daddy ( I ,of course, white knuckled it the whole time waiting for the pager to ring...but he did fine with his first non Nana or Auntie Cack play without the parents time.
I am really pleased that he can play and be with other people ...and at the same time wishing I could just keep him with us forever. To love someone is to see a miracle invisible to others.
--Francois Mauriac
It's fuzzy-minded liberal thinking like that that gets you eaten.
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It's amazing what a good rant can do. Was mad but since my rant I feel so much better
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Ranting.. powerful tool to deal with powerful tools:)
HUGS Hobbleit:) Anyone we need to kill??? To love someone is to see a miracle invisible to others.
--Francois Mauriac
It's fuzzy-minded liberal thinking like that that gets you eaten.
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nah, it's just someone annoying me with their childish hypocrisy
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