All Kinds of Weirdness

This morning Rudy seemed a little confused.

I can tell by the ears.

He didn't burn his little paws on the cement.

Mommy actually sat outside with him for a bit without melting.

There were clouds. From the NORTH!

And then this strange WONDERFUL stuff started falling from the sky.

Wonderfully weird. 

She's Come Home!!

Finally. My little car is back home and whole. I was beginning to despair of ever having a car at my disposal again! She is beautiful!

Rudy's New Playground

Our new playground:

We have just settle on a price for this awesome playground for the three of us (and anyone who wants to come stay with us!) and are absolutely giddy. All prayers for an easy closing welcome!

Yes....that is a pecan orchard. The view is from the soon-to-be-ours back porch/deck/favorite place.

Til Death Do Us Part

Thirty seven years ago today at this time I was still asleep. No sinus junk to keep me awake. I had just finished my final exams the day before to end my junior year at Iowa State University. GO CLONES! I'm sure Cuddle Buns was still asleep as well. Rudy was just a twinkle in his daddy's eyes as were our two real children.

By the end of the day we were:

Mr. and Mrs. Mike Burke

And they lived happily ever after....

In bigger sizes with shorter hair....

Play Dates All Around

My friend Carla wanted to take a road trip to Container Store. I'm always up for Container Store, but since she just had knee replacement surgery, didn't think she'd be comfy in my little rent-an-egg. (Car still not ready.) So, I drove her car. She came to get me, and we decided to take Rudy over for a play date with her Hobbit. (Hobbit spent the weekend awhile back, remember?)

 

They had great fun and immediately ran upstairs to watch us leave. I thought Rudy was a little distraught. Until I looked more closely at the pict.

He wasn't even looking at me. Probably not at all concerned about my leaving. Just giddy with a new window and stuff to bark at. With Hobbit by his side staring mournfully at his mom leaving. Man. Know where I stand now.

Gramma's Training Camp

The Grand Princess and her new little friend from next door were sitting in the garage playing with play dough and eating fist sticks. (Gramma is a gourmet cook, isn't she?) (The awesome weather with NO HUMIDITY, thank you very much, allows this outdoor, Paris-cafe type setting. It will be back in the AC within days, I'm sure.)

I have had a few things out in the garage the last few days while I have played around with dying some  alpaca and some silk. This was hanging in the garage, fluffing and drying:

Our new little curious but uneducated friend asks, "What is THAT?"

The Grand Princess, with more than a touch of disdain in her voice and a little "boy, are you stupid!" added in rolls her eyes, looks at him and says:

"It's FIBER!"

(This reminds me of a few nights ago when I voice concern to Cuddle Buns that the prayer shawl I was working on wasn't very big. He naturally replies that it will be bigger once I block it. Am I training these people here well, or what??)

Totally bummed...

It doesn't look totaled, does it? But the insurance guys says it is. (Air bags---seems to be the key determining factor.) So, just like that, my great little car is gone. 

Plus, the coffee pot quit working today. Had to run some boiling water through the filter part just to hold me over.