game face…

I thought my paper was due Thursday. Then I thought it was due Tuesday. So, I got up early, and worked away, trying to gather my thoughts bit by bit… and trying to not worry, as it wasn’t coming together as I wanted it to.

And the weather was wet and cold and rainy and dreary and I had to go in for only one class… one class where we had no assignments or anything required of us, in the middle of the papers. Would we arrive, in the middle of all the stress and work, and then get sent home, having walked and driven in for no reason?

12318120_10153700391259976_608714076_oSo, I put my game face on, ready to face the weather and the dreariness.

Maybe, if we were lucky, our professor would bring us candy, and it would be a party. There’s always hope, you know.

There wasn’t a party, but nothing overly stressful either. And I arrived home to work on my paper, slugging away… and then got an e-mail reminding us that the paper was due on THURSDAY.

Hallelujah, I can breathe again! Now, to put in some more work, with a clear conscience, knowing that I can easily finish this paper by Wednesday night. Sometimes, you just need to sleep on it a little more.

photography in the rain…

After several days of rain, I discovered that some more irises had bloomed, but the rain had attempted to pulverize them. I took a few photos, but only liked the ones that I took from above them.DSC_0884

DSC_0886With my workplace closed for a week, I was looking forward to working on my tan, but the weather report isn’t cooperating. Rain, rain, rain, and then possible thunderstorms. DSC_0896DSC_0894

DSC_0899When I got home from the gym today, I noticed that some yellow irises in the back yard had bloomed. As soon as I saw them, I realized that in a few more days, they would look as downtrodden as the purple and white ones in the front garden.DSC_0901DSC_0900

DSC_0904Fetching my umbrella and tromping through the wet grass, carefully balancing my camera, so that I didn’t get it wet… that was a first for me. I still remember having my old Canon Powershot go screwball because I got it a little wet, by accident, when I was at the beach in Australia. Fortunately, it came back to life, later. But messing up my Nikon is NOT in the game plan.DSC_0902

These yellow beauties were enjoying the beginning of the rain, and it wasn’t raining too hard, yet. I managed to balance the umbrella and camera, sufficient for my purposes.DSC_0906

DSC_0908I really liked the white ones, though there weren’t many. And the droplets just trembling on the edges of the petals… beautiful. DSC_0909

DSC_0913When I went around the front of the house, I was sidetracked into looking at the azaleas, but they didn’t look very pretty in the rain. They bloomed some time ago, and won’t hold up much longer. The pink ones I photographed a week or so ago, those are long gone, too.DSC_0914

DSC_0916The black-and-white photos is of buttercups, where the yellow doesn’t seem to light up against the green as well as with the irises. But the petunias, which had reseeded from my mom’s hanging flower pots, those seemed to be holding up, and their colors show nicely.DSC_0924DSC_0922

sardines in the house…

I can see how today could have been much worse. It rained all day, so Bea wasn’t able to go mustering, like she’d planned. So, I had all five girls in the house, and things could very easily get lively. I don’t think it started off well, because Bea was hiding from Emmie (which I didn’t know), and it escalated into me spending fifteen minutes looking for her. By that time, I couldn’t figure out whether she’d gone for a bike ride without telling me. Kit having told me she didn’t know where her sister was, I was starting to get a little worried, when Bea came out of hiding.

Of course, they thought it was hilarious, but I was ticked off at having been lied to, when I’m responsible for their whereabouts. I don’t need to be spending tons of time searching for children, unless we’re playing hide-and-seek. So, after I figured out to approach the problem, we had another talk, where I did my best to explain why they couldn’t hide from me and how lying to me is not acceptable, even if they think it’s only a joke. I’m swift on the uptake, so if they’re hiding from someone else (Emmie, Sadie, Bubby), they’re capable of getting the point across to me, without letting the other sibling in on the secret.

Things improved after this. The little girls watched Playschool and Bubby finally went down for her nap. At which time, it occurred to me that playing Sardines would be the perfect game for this group. The little girls do fine, even though they’re helped a lot. After explaining the rules, I’d help one of the little girls to hide and then let the others know it was time to look for them.

After a while, I got a turn. If you’ve kept up with my kitten posts, there’s a shelf that they lived on for a month or more. The floor is the next level down, and though it’s all a closet of shelves, the bottom one is a bit taller, and the length of the shelf closet… well, I could almost stretch out full length. Ignoring the possible existence of spiders in the webs I was tangled in, I got comfortable and even used some clothes to cover myself. It took them at least ten minutes before one kid even peered into that closet. Then, Bea climbed in with me and there wasn’t any room left for another. We had a great time, shouting every once in a while, but they still didn’t look and find us.

Lunch was a little late, because of playing that game, but after naptime and TV shows, I suggested another round. But the little girls wanted to build a “cubby” (tent) instead. So, I helpfully moved all the chairs over and they brought all the pillows for the floor. Bubby thought this was great, though she occasionally tried to pull the “roof” down. Her new favorite discovery was that she could hang by her hands from the side of the table, now that the chairs were removed.

My workday ended, but we did actually have another round of Sardines, afterwards. I miscalculated on space, trying to fit my upper half into the innards of Kit’s desk chair, and the rest of me under her desk (it’s a director’s chair, with a pink cover). I didn’t quite fit, and though Mrs. B attempted to fix the problem (with 10 seconds to go!), the chair still looked like it was breathing, when the girls came into the room.

For those who’ve been keeping up with the kittens (who are almost three months old), two of them are going to be adopted after Christmas, and we’re working on finding homes for the rest. Another was claimed, and then the family backed out. Meanwhile, the kittens seem to use the litter tray AND the outdoors (I’ve seen them go outside, and then bury it), but some or all of them still like to go amongst the wires, behind the TV. So, the scent of kitty poo is a good reminder that we really do want them all to find their own families.

They’re not little anymore, not by a long shot. I was looking at their newborn pics, yesterday, and the changes are crazy! They haven’t quite caught up with Dusty, for size, but they’re getting there. Today, for the first time, she batted them away when they tried to nurse (they were down to occasional snacks), so the weaning process is just about complete. They run around outside, climb trees, and chase birds, lizards, frogs, and bugs. But if one is by itself, in the dark, they’ll wail that they’re lost, hoping someone will find them.

So, I know that we need the rain, but I don’t really appreciate it keeping all the kids inside. However, the cooler temperatures are nice, too. We’ll just see how this goes, as it’s supposed to rain and/or storm a good bit for the rest of the week.

The yawning picture that we WON'T show prospective owners.