Time for another ramble...

I made pancakes for the crew last night for dinner. Big hit. Giant pita for me but as long as they're happy. Had to alter the recipe since it turned out like dough instead of batter. Live and learn.

The husband received a copy of his grandma's Last Will and Testament yesterday in the mail. Ouch. His grandma's shrine to his half-sister and complete absense of any pictures of him and Alex, her only greatgrandchild, should have been a clue... still...ouch. Oh, the irony.

And speaking of enabling...the Jerry Springer show has relocated to my parents' property. They are just a few rolls of barbed wire away from being on Dateline. I think my 59 year old brother is getting ready to run away from home. He lasted much longer than I thought he would. I'd give myself a week. Tops.

The husband has the day off tomorrow so he's going to play golf with his mom. I think I'll be laying tile in the bathroom. And doing laundry. Today I have to go get a wax ring for the toilet, some fencing for the garden, and return the tile that the husband nixed. I also have to get prescriptions refilled, pick up something for dinner tonight since it's a soccer night, and do the grocery shopping. Dd has to be picked up at the school this afternoon since she went to Jamestown today and won't be back in time to catch the bus. Oh...and do the taxes.

We went around the block picking up trash for Earth Day. Apparently someone else had the same idea earlier in the day but only picked up the big chunks. We were still able to fill two plastic grocery bags. What adds character to your home? Mowing over the trash in your front yard, shredding it into millions of bits and belching it out into the ditch. Good times. Eh, could be worse. My parents get all the little bits but also old appliances, furniture, deer carcasses, tires, bottles, cans, and the occasional live animal dumped at their place. Nice.

I hear my neighbour mowing his lawn. Again. Ah, life in suburbia...