That make-do attitude so many of you commended me on is on its way out the door. To be replaced with pissy attitude and cranky pants moods. The fence is on its way! Yay for the fence. And while that is actually a good thing, it means I'm on full-time kid duty on top of work. I thought that it would be perfect to head to the park and work on layouts while the girls played around me. Such a dreamy fantasy. Instead there was just enough of a breeze to keep the strips from staying in place. Death Wish Arkison (a.k.a Smilosaurus) kept making a beeline for the road with a great big evil grin on her face. And if she wasn't doing that she was attacking the fabric. I finally gave up trying to do anything and give in to her own poopy bum.

Pardon my french, but fuck it. I need to do something else for a while.