February 8th... that was pretty yucky

While most of my family was here....



Alas, I spent my weekend here




and here,


.

but mostly here.

                                                                                                              I feel much better now.

February 2nd



Deciding to make cookies was a wonderful idea; forgetting to add butter was not.

 





I couldn't get the dough to form into balls; it was like sand through my fingers.



Finally, it dawned on me.

February 1st





 They say the definition of insanity is to do the same  thing over and over again while expecting

 different results.

January 31st

My elation with this blog has turned to frustration.  The biggest question a blogger should ask herself is, "What is your Why?".  Well, I know what my Why is; my chronic narcissism is flairing up.  My question is what is YOUR Why?  What would bring you back to my page?  Surely my pictures so far have only been mildly entertaining...?  Why don't I crank this up a notch or two...

January 29th

Another weekend on Planet Dauenbaugh. 

January 27

A gang of topless girls greets me every time I slide back the shower curtain.  The fact that they have vacant stares and impossible hair colors does little to put me at ease;  in fact, I think that makes it worse. I wonder what is stranger, the fact that the Weasels insist on bathing with these girls every night, or the fact that when I shower with them, I either throw a washcloth over them, or  turn their box around so their backs are to me.  Brings back too many high school locker room memories.

January 26

Is it just me, or has this winter been interminable?
I'm enjoying figuring out what pictures to take to summarize my day in four pictures or less, perhaps at some point  I will stop talking altogether, and communicate through a stack of pictures I have selected for the day,

I was going to post a picture I took this morning of Kaiden standing up at the potty peeing, because it was really cute, but I decided not to because a)  perhaps it would be illegal, b)  who wants to see that, besides me?,  but mostly c)  the flash of the camera captured my really dirty bathroom floor. Who knew?