One week in & I’ve lost 45% of my brain, I think it slipped down the back of my throat

One week in & I've lost 45% of my brain, I think it slipped down the back of my throat

Its not allergies causing my post nasal drip, its home being with children, they have liquified my brain. They believe they have the most amazing things to talk about for hours & hours. The come into the art studio lay down behind my chair & whisper about a video game they are playing on somebodies iPod touch. This picture is how I thought summer vacation would be like, because I mentally erase the last.

This is a very rich road, the houses here stun me. I love this mailbox

This is a very rich road, the houses here stun me.  I love this mailbox

Its like they don’t really want to spend their money on a fancy mailbox. “We will use the same damn box, no need to replace the thing it isn’t broken, I put are address on with stickers” You know this is the only mailbox I notice & I think its great that they dance to their own drummer.

Yeah, this is Blue’s bed…

Yeah, this is Blue's bed...

Ivy can make our 80 pound husky get of his own bed, so that she may lay her royal butt on it. I wonder what she says to Blue for him to jump up for her. I think she says,”So, Blue, wanna keep those pretty little blue eyes?”
Sort of like a female Godfather. Poor Blue, that must be scary!