Opinion

I don't like your dog.

No matter what.

Lip Lip

Her explanation: "I made a sssnake!"

Knock Knock

Another Nora knock knock joke:

Knock knock
Who's there?
Relax
Relax who?
Relax a little and go potty.

Also, I may have told two children with a new fascination with volcanoes that if I get *really* angry,  I can stomp on the ground so hard it cracks the earth and a volcano forms.   But only if I'm reeeeeally angry. 

This conversation has been going on for over twenty minutes now. 

Value of Daily Writing

Thanks to Austin for sharing this in his newsletter:

The point of the daily diary exercise is not to record what you already know about what happened to you in the last 24 hours. Instead, it’s an invitation to the back of your mind to come forward and reveal to you the perishable images about the day you didn’t notice you noticed at all.

— Lynda Barry

I like when people put to words something I believe.  Because I'm lazy.  And now I don't have to do it myself.  Hot dang, I want a milkshake!

Mornings

My favorite time of day with three of my favorite people.

Good

Morning

And then salvia and echinacea (at least two colors, I mean, it's only right), and agastache at long last.  Replacing some of the echinacea and coreopsis that perished in last winter's cold.  I'm wondering what will die out this year.  Oh and I have to move the red achillea but I think I know where it belongs now (with the ox eye daisies, in case you were wondering).  The side garden, I've decided, ought to be devoted to attracting butterflies and hummingbirds since that's the garden we'll see the most and walk the most and spend so much time chalking nearby.  And anyone who visits will walk past it too.  

Man.  

Oh, and I had another dream about leeks last night.  Which makes two this week.  Which means all the dreams I remember were about leeks.  Chris pointed out that they may be a phallic dream symbol (I keep finding myself surprised at the quality of the leeks and the availability of them.  Once in a grocery store and once in my own garden.  Unexpected leeks.  Wonderful leeks).  I'm not sure if I buy that, but they are rather phallic, aren't they?  I thought it just meant garden time was coming up.

Gaaaaaarden.  Snoooooooowing out.  

Update:  according to the interwebs, leeks in dreams can mean victory or protection.  There were some Islamic interpretations that had to do with making bad investments for the sake of a new job or money seeking venture.  And finally, in some Asian interpretations:
 To see leek in bazaar or grocery in your dream signifies that you will get rid of a bad thing and keep yourself and people you love out of this trouble.

Cards

I got the birthday card jokes today.  Ha.

It feels so good to organize a little and create a little. 

The concept of this year's valentine is great because it's old overheads laid on top of posters of the old content standards.  The idea is that so much in our job changes but my love for my pals there doesn't.  Big fan of symbolism right here.  I don't know if I'll write anything like that on the cards; it doesn't roll off the tongue nicely.  But.  I really like knowing that's at the heart of the design,  in addition to the tactile experience of two textures on the cards (because touching things is nice). 

Making stuff lights me up.  :)