my first saturday

well, it has been four days since school has officially ended for the year. i am exhausted to say the least and today was the first day since august 8th, 2011 that i did not work on nor think about school. instead i went shopping with my high school bestie, kc.  she had a day without her baby boy, so she called me up and we went to the mall like we were teeny-boppers....although we felt sort of grown up.

here's my day:
7:20 fed wally and dixie (mr. adam's job...)
7:40 sort laundry
8:30 text from kc
9:00 first load of laundry
9:15 carefully watch dixie in the yard, so as not to have to chase her down the block
9:45 shower
10:23 read my book until it was time to go to kc's house
10:40 leave for kc's house
11:00 head to mall
11:15-1:49 shop our hearts out and play catch-up
2:00 grocery shop for po-tate-ooooss
3:00 go home
3:20 start laundry
5:30  finished cleaning up trout house which has been neglected for nine months....sorry mr. adam :(



right now i am folding laundry (well actually i am typing to you) and i look like this....

 aren't i loverly???? can you tell i worked hard today? 

 i actually cleaned trout house from top to bottom! mr. adam will be so proud of his wife! yes! come home honey, wally is so tired from securing the property. the squirrels are creating squirrel warfare against him.

watchdog wally and dawdling dixie

do you have a watchdog wally?

or how about a dawdling dixie?

















mr. adam went on a camp out with his friends for memorial day weekend and i have two sad pups on my hands. 

dixie has decided to be lazy and sad, which makes for a very cuddly friend.

while wally prefers to beef up the security here at the trout house by spending endless hours patrolling the neighborhood. i like to think it is for my safety, but i really think he is waiting for mr. adam to come home and scratch his itchy back. 

so how do you?

how do you transport your precious cargo home from the printshop?

this is how i roll.

nesting safely on the kitchen table awaiting to become stapled into lovely leveled readers for my firsties.

and the printshop lady thought i couldn't do it without a box....

where oh where has my big doggie gone???

this is our fence.

this is our dog, dixie.

guess who now thinks it is a fun game to jump over the fence???

here's a hint: not this little guy