Here's a partial list of the things we did:
Let the chickens out of their coop and fed them their scratch.
Checked for eggs. Found three.
Had choose-your-own breakfast. Owen chose Honeynut Cheerios. Gibson choose a scrambled, very fresh egg. Damn. You should see that kid eat eggs. It's...almost scary.
Played with the rope that's been hanging down from a branch on an oak tree since before we moved here.
Played tea party AND washed the tea party dishes. Washing up was done by Owen in the bathroom sink.
Went to the side porch and sat in the swing for a little while.
Walked around the back yard a lot. We discovered a darling little begonia reborn from one planted last year in the old cement swan.
Discovered many baby figs. We won't get to eat any because the squirrels will eat them all but it's a cheerful sight anyway, to see all those nice little green figlets.
Pretended to ride horses across the yard. Gibson's and my horse was pretty slow. And no, WE DID NOT PRANCERCISE NOR WILL WE EVER!
Made popcorn in the Whirely Pop as predicted and shared with the chickens. More on the Whirely Pop in a moment.
Told jokes. I decided today to try and introduce Owen to the elephant joke. He sorta didn't get it but he laughed. Then he told me some jokes. I sorta didn't get them either but yes, I laughed. We are a polite people.
Cleaned up a poop.
Cleaned up a broken shot glass. ("Don't tell Boppy!")
Had lunch. Here's Owen munching on the most beautiful heirloom carrot that our friend Tom brought over last night.
Played one and one half games of Candy Land.
I'm sure there was more. I know I also washed dishes twice, got two loads of clothes done, and tried until I almost cried to get Gibson's car seat put back together with all of the straps in the right place after I washed the pad because it got wet yesterday in the unexpected rain storm. Long story. Anyway, I never did figure that motherfucker out and Jason had to do it and I feel like an idiot and think that maybe they should use this exercise as one of the challenges on Survivor. Owen kept saying, "That's not how it goes, MerMer!" and dammit, he was right. Unfortunately, he was too busy playing with his Megazord and breaking shot glasses to do it for me.
Needless to say, MerMer is exhausted. Mr. Moon just asked me if I'd gotten those seeds planted yet. He is lucky that he still has a head.
Okay. The Whirely Pop. I've been meaning to discuss this. I got everyone in the family one of these things for Christmas and they are absolutely fabulous. If you, like me, are somewhat suspicious of microwave popcorn and don't mind twirling a handle for a few minutes you can enjoy fabulous popcorn with very little added fat.
It looks like this:
Go HERE to check it out.
I highly recommend the Whirely Pop for all of your popcorn needs.
This is a completely unsolicited and unpaid recommendation.
Well, I guess that's it. An action-packed, fun-filled day in which jokes were told, chickens were fed, popcorn was whirled and Owen won Candy Land for about the ONE MILLIONTH TIME IN A ROW!
Here's hoping your day was every bit as exciting as mine.