Memorial Day

Went to a party last night at my friend Augden's. What a blast. Almost tried fresh NW salmon, but not quite.

Went to my school buddy Ben's 4th Bday today. Cool. Lotsa rolling in the grass, yelling, chasing, kids hitting each other with foam bats, throwing of dirt, eating of things, disconnected parents drinking and ignoring...all things every kid's party should have, you know.

Coming up later this week...photos and story of my fall. AAAANNNNNNDDDDDDDD...the 'possum. Let's just leave it at that.

Lazy Day

Well it was a lazy day today. Momma and I went to the downtown Farmer's Market while dad rode 3 1/2 hours. I got to hang at market with my friends Ezra and Harry. It was a blast. Got a muffin and some hazelnuts. Mom got us garlic whips and asparagus. mmmmm. spring is sprung.

I had a nice nap, but all afternoon I just couldn't get it together. I fell a couple of times, just felt like crying another, got in my pool, got a spanking, laughed, cried, hammered, climbed a ladder. All this in just the afternoon. Mom did tons of yardwork and dad did some construction type stuff around the house. Mom and dad put in some 2 x 2s to hold up our kiwi out front. Momma says there is tons of buds on it, so we may well have a decent number of kiwis this year. We shall see.

Dad said he would post some new photos in a couple of days, including the ones of my first real big fall...both knees, both hands. woooooo whoooooo.

TaTaForNow

The last month

What have I been doing the last month? I don't know, my memory is a little fuzzy. I recall school several times, Mom going to Grandmere's flooded house in Topeka for 5 days here with Daddy, lots of books, snuggly-buggly, dad riding me to school in his trailer, going to work with daddy, the crazy landlord next door starting a pile of trash on fire (in city limits, no permit of course) at his rental then yelling to his buddy "Where's the hell's that gas can?" then BBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM. Dad and our neighbor Ken called the cops within 30 seconds of each other. Ken told them how stupid they were and dad just shook his head and muttered. He spelled some stuff out to Ken. I'm not sure, but is sounded like "dumbass", "Jackass" maybe...not sure.

What else...?

Lots of laughs with the pugs.

Well guess who's back in circulation...?

Holy cannelonis...I can't believe dad hasn't let me write for over a month. He is lame. He did get a lot of heckling from family out there who want to see more of...well...me. heehee. Well I am back.

This past weekend dad and mom were in the car and dad was whining about mom's love of garage sales/estate sales and how our house was getting filled with c.r.a.p. (Dad and Mom spell stuff out so sometimes I don't know what they're talking about.) Mom mentioned the fact that Puddletown (my school) is having their annual garage sale at a church. Dad said something to the effect of "no getting junk from the church." However, to my mind it seemed like he said that junk comes from garage sales and churches. Puzzled, I asked Mom if the reason we didn't go to church is because dad thinks that junk comes from there. Mom muttered something and told daddy I said that later. Dad said he would take me to church whenever I wanted. Dad also muttered something under his breath. Hmmmmm.

On a lighter note, dad said that since all these pro cyclists are coming forward and admitting they doped, he may finally have a clear shot at being a pro. So, he has started to ride more. Vive Le Tour. EPO-NO. (IF you don't understand this, don't worry...inside joke.)