How Did I Not Know This?

I loved English in school (unfortunately, I was born with a Liberal Arts brain and not a Scientific brain) and I LOVED Advanced Placement English...I even passed the AP exam giving me the right to skip College Freshman English...so how did I not know when a character goes on a journey it usually means something else is happening in a character's life??? I picked up a book at Barnes & Noble the other day on reading literature like a college professor...I stumbled upon it and it seemed fortuitous since I missed part of the PBS series "Great Expectations." Our TV was going out so it was really dark, (as if it weren't dark already) I missed the first half of the series so I cheated and looked for a "Cliff Note" summary on Google. It discussed how every time our protagonist went into the misty fields something bad was about to happen. My brain went "Huh."

I mean I get the big stuff...like East of Eden that one is easy...Cain and Abel, the fallen world after man's banishment from the perfect garden...Bridget Jones' Diary, well, you would have to be just plain stupid to not get that one. But the journey? How did I not know that?

I guess I can no longer claim to be an exemplary student of literature...On the other hand, it's always good to know one is never done learning...which brings me to my next claim...I would be very satisfied going to school every day of my life. Professional Student is what I was meant to be...I guess walking into Barnes & Noble is a symbol of my journey into a better understanding of literature...OH! It also has provided a whole new reading list from the books mentioned in the book I bought...I am really glad there are libraries...because this journey like buying college books could get rather pricey.

No Turning Back

No Turning Back

Just Sing

Sing

Draw Something

I have to admit I am no good at drawing so this is not my favorite game but the kids love it...so I let M have my turn. The word? "Garfield." This is what Matthew drew...this is so much better than anything I could do so I am quite impressed...I will confess I texted the answer to my friend...just in case.

The Not so Merry Widow

Last week, the kids and I stopped by the nursery and picked up a few plants to perk up the garden for Easter. We got home and H was going to empty a garden urn of last year's dirt and came to me shaking, she saw a black widow on the underside of the pot. I only had some insecticide for roses and I sprayed and sprayed and sprayed, the dang thing wouldn't die. I got a bottle of bleach I have for cleaning, sprayed, sprayed, sprayed, it still moved. I got a garden trowel and gave it a whack. I guess I missed since it scurried off into the grass. I suddenly remembered working with that pot last year and when I went to clean it off, finding a black widow and being very thankful I wasn't bit. There must have been an egg sac in the bottom opening of the urn. Beware of urns.

Good Morning

I woke up and found this on my bed the other day.

My Little Honor Student

Huh, The National Merit Honor Society now includes 4th Graders. Who knew?