I'm mad, mad maaaad

but im not angry, just bad, eu, no, no i mean mad, yeah! mooo!!!

make sense? no, probly not, i'm totaly drawn out, like blank, trying to set myself to acomplish the task i intend to do, but nothing get done, well, breakfast was done, but not the crock pot that was supose to be cooking till suppertime... instead it was put inthere at suppertime. i didn't make the soupe i would've like to do, instead, made a hurry up soup. then again, mister noodle might have tasted better. ah well.

a bit of day dreaming, i guess i need more sleep.

while i was working so hard accomplishing nothing, the kids were hard at work getting in trouble haha, found them grating an old avon angel shaped soap into my bedroom's heat duct. grabbed the body on the floor and asked owen to surrender the head and leave the bedroom. he would've liked me to start the ceiling fan, so i lead him to his bedroom, so he could admire that ceiling fan instead... so everything is fine right, no big deal. just a bit of soap rubbed on the grill. and some crumbs on the floor.

a little later, too much quietness again, and i go back to peak at their deeds. at the heat duct again, this time shreading paper and sticking the pieces in. oh no, no no, , that's too much thank you, this is not something we do, please leave the room, leave now, you too Vivian. oh but she did not like that, but that it please her not, it's still something we don't do, please move on. i'm not in the mood for the magical mistery heat duct.

there was something i dear son did that made me proud and i wanted to mention it but, with my space brain, i forgot. *blank look*

maybe i could tell you that a few days ago, or wee morning, daphne was making so much noise i had to go see what she was up to, and found out she was playing with a shrew, and it was still partly alive... did i already say that in a not so far away blog? i think i'm really on a loop. anyway, i got tweezers and mannaged to pick it up by the tail, showed it back to daphne and she batted it away and kept playing with it, it not moving much so i pick it up again, and figure i'd throw it in the furnace... it's a shrew, what else would you do? well, i guess i did the wrong thing, cause as i was throwing it in, it fell, yep, not in the furnace, but 1 inch short of it, and as soon as it hit the floor, it ran under the furnace *blink blink* what? it didn't run when daphne was batting it around? what happened? now i can only hope daphne will catch it again. so i guess next time, it's not gonna be fire, but water.

this evening and last. daphne has been keeping a very close eye on the side wall of the kitchen. andy had bought some live mouse trap so i thought i'd put one there just in case. should find out sooner or later if our mouse hunter is sitting there for a good reason or just wishfull.

ah yeah, owen broke his glasses... again, i supose i should call the optometrist even if i can't get the glasses in right away, at least they can order the part

i think i'm getting too lasy to keep a chain of tought so i'm gonna call it quit for tonight

Chantal in the loony days