Big Kudos to the Flylady
I just love the Flylady's System. I've been a member of her email group off and on for about a year and a half now. My house is neat, clean and straightned almost always, and when it isn't, it's 15 minutes away from being back to normal. I grew up learning "It's not worth doing if you're going to do a half-ass job." and it's taken the last 1 1/2 years to figure out how much from the truth that really is. Even now I'm still struggling with that, even though for the most part I've figured out how to stay on top of the house work and running a family of 5. The Flylady suggests "Housework done incorrectly still blesses your family." ie. "Housework done half-ass still blesses your family." and it's so true! I mean, so what if the kitchen floor isn't scrubbed by hand from top to bottom? It's damp mopped and the sticky spots are up and it looks better than it did before the damp mop! Besides doing half the work now and half the work later tears it down into managable pieces that allow me to keep from being so overwhelmed by all the work a 3000+ sqft home with 2+ acres entails. I'm not my Mom and I'll never be a clean freak - but I love the thought that there isn't a room in this house right now (and I haven't spent more than 30 minutes this week cleaning) that I couldn't show to a stranger and not be worried about it. I'm very proud of where I've come from in the last couple of years. *patting myself on the back* The best part is, The Flylady taught me to do it for me, which means, it doesn't matter who doesn't help, who might not appreciate it (not saying that my family doesn't, because they do), or who doesn't notice. I notice and that makes me happy. Yeah Me!

O.k.! Alright already!!
Yes, I did eat a Chocolate Covered Bavarian Cream Donut yesterday from Tim Horton's. I can't live with the guilt. Well, I mean, I can't live with the guilt of eating that wonderful gooey, rich cream filled donut after such a heavy Sour Cream Glazed Donut. Gawd, it was so good.

Rain, rain, go away
Hey, guess what? Yup, you got it. It rained today. I'm not even in Seattle, and it's rained constantly the last few weeks. I spent most of my afternoon being Mom's Taxi. Between 2:30 and 5:30 I drove 100 miles, then came home, made some dinner and prepared to drive another 40 miles. Thankfully Bob offered to do the driving tonight, so I ended up not having to go out again. Tomorrow I get to do it all over again!

Well, last night was interesting . . .
Our best friends, Randy & Debbie, along with Greg, Cliff and Bob and I have a Forgotten Realms Campaign that we play monthly or so. It's always had quite a bit of tension, because Bob's character, Boskan, is a bit of a dipwad. It's a great dynamic, but always hard on the Debbie, who plays Yimsha, Boskan's twin sister. Anyhow, last night Yimsha and Boskan started their sh**, it turned to Bob and Debbie making nasty remarks and ended when Randy lost his temper and I kicked them out of the house. It wasn't pretty. *sigh* Anyhow, this afternoon they stopped by and we all had a good talk and worked stuff out. We're going to try to keep the group the way it is, but one more outbreak (this has happened more than once, although I'm pretty sure it's the first time I've ever told anyone to "Go home, now.") and I'm calling the game. Either we reorganize the group and it's players, Boskan will get a labotomy or I'm done with GMing for a while. Only time will tell.
It's strange having a grown up disagreement with someone (other than my spouse). I mean, of course, as a kid I was always having disagreements. But, for the most part, I can't remember having a spat with a good friend . . . ever - as an adult. Maybe I just avoid those type of situations, maybe I'm just, you know, special. But, I mean, it's pretty weird to have that nervous-butterfly-in-the-stomach-dizzy-ohmigawd-I'm-in-the-middle-of-a-HUGE-fight-with-this-person feeling. I'd forgotten what it felt like and I think I'd like to forget it again.

Tomorrow is Memorial Day and we have absolutly no plans. What losers. Actually, I'm hoping to work on the yard and get some flowers out. That would be cool.
Out of here for now. Oh! Be sure and catch the latest with the girls at The Chronicles of Girl Power, my newest blog.