Poleaxed...

They've breached our defenses. We have been vanquished. Yes, we have succumbed to The Contagion - our first of the winter. It's a nasty, sinusy sort of affair, accompanied by a low-grade fever that, combined with the sinus headache, leaves a person feeling like they've been poleaxed. I think it was this poleax here:

And where, you may ask, were we exposed to such a savage influence? The only unusual place we've been is the dentist. It takes having the germs pushed into our mouths to get sick. Yay us!!

In the mean time, I went out and got my new trees Saturday! Pretty soon, it'll look like we actually care what our property looks like -- but only in the front yard. ;) And... AND I think I've got The Boy convinced that he can operate the new lawn mower. Mwaaa-haa-haaa!!!

Now I just have to wait for him to regain his senses from this nasty virus.

Hunger Games (Danger Will Robinson!)

My friend from Up North told me that her 13-year-old boy's favorite book is The Hunger Games. It's apparently very popular among his set. So I tried it with The Boy. Big mistake.

My sweet boy didn't even make it through the first two pages. He got to the place where the ugly yellow cat hates the narrator because she had tried to drown it as a kitten. I had to explain that way back when, before they had cats fixed, people would sometimes drown a litter of kittens because there were too many already. Y'know, better than letting them starve as adults. When times are hard, sometimes you just can't feed another hungry mouth.

He is now too sad to read at all. Possibly ever again.

What does that say about my kid? Srsly, 'cause I have no idea...