WORK!

And how! I have too much to do today, so the best thing I can do is...well, waste some more time blogging! This one's gonna have to be short and sweet, though--

Manliness--now back to Unscented Sure aerosol and Ivory. Still having some residual effect of prissiness, witnessed by my wearning of stylish Regis Philbin-esqeue dark gray dress shirt in lieu of God-fearing white.

Appraiser--Gosh, who knew they had to actually come into your home, which at the time was covered completely with laundry and toys and stacks of homework papers and small children eating lunch and running around playing Barbie while wearing only a t-shirt and a smile. Despite my pleas to ignore the stacks of junk that give the sumptuous interior of our fine home the visual aspect of the aftermath of a tornado-devastated hobo jungle, I think he may have noticed that we have four children with retarded tidy skills. Oh well.

Auburn--Won 31-6. Yea. Thursday is Mississippi State. Possible butt-kicking looming from the Starkvillains. On ESPN.

Soccer--Little Girl's team lost by about 18 or 19 to 1. Gee, that may be due to the fact that everyone else has been practicing for two months and her team has practiced two times. She had lots of fun, though.

I wound up having to go to Boy's game and listen to the Lisping Lackawannan berate his charges. Rebecca went with me and kept whispering in my ear about all the stuff they were doing wrong and wondering why his coach was so bad and why he kept screaming at them. I will remind you that she is 10, and that I never talk bad about coaches or teachers or other adults (with the exception of various Democrats) within earshot of the kids. She figured this guy out all by herself. Smart kid.

Anyway, they wound up getting beat 3-1 by the kids from Clay. The most exciting thing of the whole game (aside from a couple of spotty rain showers) came in the last five minutes when a Honda Accord driven by an elderly man came around a rain-slick curve, slid into the ditch on the right side, jumped back out and crossed the centerline and carromed over the ditch on the left side before coming to a rest. Thankfully, he was okay, other than being a bit shaken up, and we almost scored a goal as the Clay goalie stood there watching everything out the back of the net. It is a testament to our coach's ability that we were unable to score in this circumstance.

Planting--Oh sweet rain. We got a fair amount of wildly scattered rain from Hannah passing through. Enough to water the plants and give my sweet wife the idea that since the ground was soft she should go to the store and buy more mums to put out. Which means that I got to put my PHD to work, because she told me she intended to use her tiny hand trowel, knowing full well that I would not stand there and let her dig when there is the fast and efficient set of post hole diggers around. The kids played ball in the yard, I grunted and heaved, and we managed to get about 10 pots set out before the rain started back up. And real rain, not just a shower. So now we have all this mess in the yard and it will probably be Friday before I get back to it. Oh well (again).

There was some interesting stuff buried in the planter, though, the neatest (or ickiest, depending on your phobias) was the burrow of a trap door spider (with resident spider) she uncovered when she first started digging. Way cool, and gigantic, and right scary, all in one shiny black package.

So then, that's the nutshell version--Now I gotta get my butt in gear and get some stuff done today!
posted by Terry at 10:16:00 AM