The Toxic Housewife

You'll have to forgive my absence from blogging, but I've been lazy.  I mean busy.  But mostly lazy.

Mr. C's birthday was a few weeks ago. "What do you want to do for your birthday?" I asked the month before.  "Can you build another castle ?" he asked.

Mr. C spent last week in a playcamp at a neighborhood park, hosted by our city's recreation department.  It was a momentous week for him: not only did he spend each day outside -- with no screen time -- doing active things, but he fell in love with an older woman.

I am not a fan of mindlessly blogging just to blog.    So you may blame my long absence from these pages on my lack of relevant inspiration. That, and Netflix.

For some reason, Bee and I thought it would be a fabulous idea to trim Mr. C's hair 10 minutes before he was to leave for school this morning.

Spring is in full bloom over here (thank you, Global Warming)! Our two bee hives that lasted the winter have spent most of March booming.  The bees have come back to their hives every day looking like they're sporting bad, 1980's shoulder pads.

I had some two-year-old roll-out cookie dough in the freezer, so I decided this Valentine's Day was the perfect opportunity to use that shit up!

Arancini with Sage Bee's birthday was a few weeks ago.  What better way to celebrate the occasion than by getting into arguments with him over cooking!

So, once again, my resolution for 2014 was to continue the IntelliQuest by reading 6 non-fiction books and watching 2 documentaries. Once again, I completed my task. And, once again, I didn't keep track of my books and movies, so you'll just have to take my word for it.  Here's what I do remember, though:

(the picture has nothing to do with this post; I just liked laying out lights along our walkway for Christmas) In honor of National Toxic Housewife Day , my parents sent me some money, which I decided to use NOT at a thrift store.