And so life goes on.
Saturday morning my 4-year old’s best buddy came over to play with her. They spent most of the chilly morning in the back yard. She shuns shoes and a jacket at all times. I cannot understand this–I wear slippers during the cold months and can hardly stand to wear shoes without socks during the summer months. A neighbor boy showed up and the three of them spent a long time collecting pine cones in a plastic bucket. (Occasionally, the kids decide to have pine cone fights.)
When my husband returned from his Saturday morning meeting (at 2 p.m.), I abandoned the family. I saw a movie (“Disturbia”) which was entertaining, but the most distracting thing happened during the whole movie . . . the movie was subtitled. So, instead of just watching the movie, I kept comparing the words the actors spoke and the sound effects (which were all described!) with the white words on the screen. I’m considering writing a complaint to the theater owners because I hated the experience so much. Now, if I knew that someone in the theater were hearing impaired, I wouldn’t have minded. But, I have no idea why that happened and the unexpectedness of it annoyed me.
Also, to the person with the little white car that smelled like cigarettes . . . you’re welcome. I turned off your lights. Good thing you don’t lock your car.
Yesterday was a quiet day . . . my only noteworthy accomplishment involved the tangles of leave-stripped ivy in the front yard. Earlier in the spring, twelve boys played a rowdy game of baseball in my ivy-dominated yard. The ivy turned brown and appeared dead, but now green shoots have appeared. I thought it best to untangle as many of the vines as possible and trim it back as much as time (and the yard waste bucket) allowed.
And yes, that is as boring as it sounds. My yard is a disaster. And the hole in the backyard continues to grow thanks to the combined effort of every boy in the neighborhood who jumps into it and hacks away at the dirt. (Me: “Stop using my garden tools!”) I’m pretty sure it’s big enough to bury a cow now.
Actual Unretouched Photo 
I have to admit that I watch nearly everything with subtitles on. . .I always miss some dialogue, so I prefer it with it. After doing this for five or six years, I don’t even notice they’re on. I only notice when they AREN’T on!
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The subtitle thing is like nails on a blackboard to me. My 17YO son insists on watching everything that way. I have to laugh everytime you write about this hole! It’s getting bigger, and bigger, and bigger. . .
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The hole – it is still growing?! I thought the boys would have given up by now….I hope you don’t have underground utilities.
Have a good week!
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As for no shoes and socks I have the same thing here. I know they have got to be cold. Yesterday, it was a high of 61 and my little princess was wearing shorts, tshirt and flip flops.
God please help me when my boys get older.
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We want a picture of the hole!
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I was thinking about those underground utilities myself. They have a company here in Arizona..”Blue Stake”. You call and they will come out and mark all the utility lines. It is a free service (I’m pretty sure the utility companies pay for it so prevent damage.) If you have something similar..might be worth the call, if only to allow the boys to continue digging without worry.
Just my two cents. I think the hole is fun. My brothers and I tried to dig one as kids. But the dirt/sand turns to clay after a foot or so here..we didn’t get very far.
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Ah, I love the subtitles. On some DVDs the sound is so bad that I only understand every other sentence. (Of course I only do this when watching movies in English, but since I haven’t watched a German movie in ages… (I’m German by the way.))
I have never seen subtitles in a movie theater. Odd. Maybe there really was a hearing-impaired person there.
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I saw the movie a few weeks ago and there were no subtitles so it must have just been your theater. Weird!
It would have distracted me too.
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