Year: 2008

I’m on Spring Break! I have never been so excited about going on Spring Break, after six months on the job, intently working like a little cog in the beast of a machine called the federal government, I am ready for a break. The last time I had a real spring break was in 1994. I wonder what I did on that spring break? I vaguely remember a road trip with a few friends, but since blogging didn’t exist then, I guess I’ll pretty much have to make up what I did. It has been more than a full decade since I’ve graduated from college and after that, I have let the whole ritual of spring break lapse.

No longer! Now the kids are in school and there is a mandatory week of rest and we must all travel somewhere and so we are headed off. Not right this minute, of course, but in a few days – after I squeeze in some doctor appointments, some last minute laundry/cleaning/and packing. And then we are off! Into the wild blue yonder… I hear the place we are going has no cell phone coverage and flaky dial-up internet! Egads, we are going to have to make do with a land line and you’ve got to really, really, really want to see that video on youtube to stand the 13 hours it will take to download some video of Britney showing her hoo-ha while getting out of the car.

You won’t believe what Vince was doing when I walked into the house. He was cleaning his room! We run a pretty relaxed house around here; we don’t ask Vince to clean his room because it’s as much his parents’ fault that it’s a mess as it is his. We leave old magazines on the floor and all of Edda’s clothes that are scattered are our fault too because she shares Vincent’s room and since she can’t use her hands, there is only so much of the mess you can blame on her.

He even made his bed and arranged the stuffed animals neatly on the pillow.

Well, I thought I did a great job hiding the kitty feed. I put it in a drawer, cause, you know, cat’s can’t open drawers. Right? Hahah but of course, I was outwitted again. I forgot to remove the _extra_ bag of feed that’s sitting in the closet, and whaddya know. Those hungry cats have clawed their way into that. I actually don’t know how long they have been in the spare bag, since I hadn’t been paying any attention to the closet, after I moved the first bag. The only way I noticed was because the first bag was running a bit low, and I went looking for the extra kibble.

Argh.

Jeremy and I are both a little sick. Not sick enough to stay home and wallow in bed and wish that some nice person would bring us chicken soup, but sick enough make us snappish at each other and both the kiddos.

Edda is still a little hoarse from her strep throat.

Vincent is obsessing about Easter and all the candy that goes with it.

How the weekends fly by. And the laundry is still not done.

Not much going on with the cats. I actaully have been in the city more this past week… Chin Ping stopped by on Saturday to play with them. Lynn has come and grabbed her stuffs. Hopefully the house isn’t too much of a mess. I think that would a hard thing for me if i lived by myself – keeping the place tidy. Or maybe it would be easier, since I would know where everything is? Hrm…