The Boy's team is now 0-2, a depressing start.

Today's game was rough: it wasn't that we were outplayed, but none of the boys could buy a basket.

fun in threes, sometimes fours
The Boy's team is now 0-2, a depressing start.

Today's game was rough: it wasn't that we were outplayed, but none of the boys could buy a basket.

Party today.
Actual birthday tomorrow.






We always have some kind of decorating competition in school around Christmas -- door decorating, hall decorating, tree decorating. And there's always a group of kids who are so very eager to do the work.

It's also this time of year that we often start Romeo and Juliet. I've about completed the whole first act in a single week. We could have pulled it off if it weren't for today's quiz...
This is making the rounds in social media circles connected to this ass-hat's manipulative bullshit. I think he just makes this crap up...



Today was our annual trip to the district's vocational school to give our soon-to-be-high-schoolers an overview of what's available to them there: everything from cosmetology to firefighting, from diesel engine repair to culinary arts, from mechatronics to nail tech. It's quite an impressive variety.

Once I got back home, I saw that the inevitable has begun: our poor widowed neighbor has moved out of her house and family and friends have already started on the house -- they took down the back deck that looked to be made of nothing but rotten boards.
"Wonder what kind of neighbors we'll get," will become a common topic of discussion, I'm sure -- not that we have any say in the matter.

For dinner, Babcia made placki ziemniaczane with mushroom sauce -- utter heaven.

And after dinner, a walk with the dog while the rest of the family went to church, a walk that included a street I haven't been on in ages. I'd forgotten about the holiday scene they create.








