my staff at work tried to april fool me. nothavinit.

i had to build a tree today for the veisha parade. kate thinks i can do anything, so she volunteered me to do it. i did it, so she was right, this time.

i saw a TON of pictures from people from my past the last two days. part of them because i stumbled on to a web site of an old friend who does photography. time is so cruel to some, and thankfully helps others.

i am getting REEEALLY spring feverish, and i want to do horse things, now.

i am manic, the not-nice-manic that seems to hit me every march and april. it makes me cold and not human and mean to those i am closest to and i dont know why, and i dont know why i do it every year at this time without fail. i understand cycling, but i dont understand why this manic phase is so different from the rest, in that i am not silly or boisterous, but impatient and irritated. at least i recognize it now...it only took me ten years.

i have come up with my next tattoos. now i have to decide where.

i have gotten so pathetically sucked into idol.

in other news, i got a sewing machine for st patricks day, and i have made pillows, pillow cases, shortened curtains, and made placemats. in short, anything that is square, i have mastered, on a novice level (can you master novice?). The Easter bunny brought me a dewalt orbital sander, and i fixed our hardwood floor in some spots and made plant stands for our sun room.  so, the equation here is holidays=presents=work. good thing i like "projects".

tiz bedtime for sore backed girls.

my brain is on fast foward lately. hello mania.
it does make me more productive however, so its all good.
what isnt good it the freakin cold weather. 12 below?  iowa is really not a logical place to live.
i havent removed my stocking cap except to sleep for like a week. 
we had lindsey's baby shower tonight. Baby in bellies freak me out, a head inside your belly just doesnt seem right. good thing my kids came preassembled.we had to be bad ass and sneak the cake into dublin bay after they told us no. that is the extent of my wild side these days.

my madre came for a visit this weekend.  We went to a horse sale, to a horse show, and to target, so you know, all the really important places. We also looked around Don Williams park, which is a huge lake and camping area 10 minutes away from my house. I can believe i have lived near here all these years and didnt know it was there.

our old land lady called today. i wish she just wouldnt. she isnt going to give us any money back so i would prefer if she just forget our numbers, for the tenth time.

presently, i am eating apple juice frozen solid on a spoon in a cup, making a humungo ice cube, and barbeque chips. i may want this for every meal from now on. heaven.

the front of the garage is very nearly painted "barn red" to match, well, the barn. Even though the barn is tinned, the color was almost an exact match, so OCD me is very happy. Of course this makes the second barn (that has country blue paint pealing off it much like my shoulders at the moment) look like poo, but i dont think i am ready to tackle this project just yet. I do think i will be renting a bobcat in the near future and demolishing the old chicken coop, which sounds like an accident, and a hell of a lot of fun, just waiting to happen.

we have, atleast temporarily, acquired a third cat. Hoot and Binx are here, and now they are joined by a cat i have given the very unoriginal name of Tommy. He is large and yellow, and has a mangled up back leg, which was his ticket to pity, and ultimately, cat food and permission to stay. I am so easy.

I have been having very interesting and detailed dreams for the last week, which i would normally correlate with a manic episode, but since i seem to be obsessed with napping recently, i dont know what the hell to think.

cheerio.

every other week updating. lame.

less than a week we start moving in. i am like a kid at christmas, with visions of stalls and wall paint and tools dancing in my head.

several hundred dollars later at lowes, and we have barely put a dent in our needs list. thank a god for no interest for 12 months.

we are interviewing our nanny/tutor/person-who-gets-to-spend-more-time-with-our-children-than-we-do applicants this week. I dont know if there is a person alive who i will be genuinely impressed with. The one today i was excited about because she is from Ogden and lived on a farm in edition to her relevant  teaching and childcare experience,and said she showed cattle for four years in 4-H. I asked her what breed of cattle, and she didnt know. What the hell kind of farm kid are you if you dont even know the friggin kind of cattle you raise?! hmmph.

i tried to order contacts online today, and out of the thirty some brands they offered, the one damn brand that was not on sale, and as it turns out not even available due to manufacturer backorders is the one damn brand i currently wear. this only to me curse is a lifelong plague i swear. i ended up having to order them from the eye clinic, although if it is truly a manufacturer backorder they probably wont have them for a few weeks either but their front desk help was probably too poorly informed to advise me as such. i declare them to be idiots, just in case. 
of course, had i not worn my six month supply for the last 12 months, and the last pair for the last 6 weeks until i was forced to be spectacled jess today, i would not be nearly so irritated. but, i did, so, i am.

jammies, bed, easter candy, orange soda, and television are calling me.