Max has begun the online degree.

Discussion boards substitute for class participation and Max can sign on at 4AM or 4PM and still be on time for class. The material seems pretty standard and the program is accredited, so all is well.

Stooopid dad...the saga continues

Being a less pervy twittering parent was clearly not one of Stooopid Dad's resolutions for the new year. Au contraire, he has doubled down on his tweeting back and forth with porn-babes and has offered to "co-star" in on of the er, um lady's photo shoots.

At age 16, the boy is concerned by what his peers think about him and his family and Stooopid dad is simply a jerk. It must be hard to live down.

I wonder if this twit realizes that his musings are very public? Seems mom should hire a lawyer to inform this FOOL>

New Year plans

Gardening catalogs are streaming into my mailbox and I feel very excited about the prospect of expanding my vegetable garden. Many more pepper plants will be added this year. There will be fewer tomatoes and I will branch into root vegetables. MMMMM.

Next, I have decided to pick up an online degree. Online is offers greater flexibility, lower cost, and my employer accepts these degrees AND pays for them on both sides of the equation. They reimburse tuition and they raise your salary. Win/Win

Deciding what to do with Stooopid Dad? There is no easy answer, but Max must decide how much effort the porn dog will make to find his critic.

Finding a warm place to visit for a week in February.

I love vintage textile art! More fab quilt tops.

I am simply wild about these vintage masterpieces. I don't know if I will add backing and batting or just savor them in their current conditions. I fear lowering their value (but I did not pay alot) or just spoiling them with my meager talents.

Nice, huh?

Even more than smacking now!

I wonder how some people do not die of inhalation pneumonia?

Why do they need a big gulp of air with every damnable bite or slurp, and yes I do mean slurp, of soup. Are they clogging up our ERs? Monopolizing the Cipro supply?
Creating a need for ventilators?

Why can't they eat quietly?

Please God, let them stop snarfing....please

My new quilt!

I thought this was fabulously colorful and almost Picasso-esque. How could I NOT get it being a Maximalist and all?

I'm thinking of getting earplugs

...to drown out the smack smack smack at the kitchen table