Paivi had her 18 month check-up and the Dr. said she is brilliant. He probably says that to all of his patients but I like to think she truly is gifted.....as any mom would. She can pick her nose, sling food with her spoon and scream "no!" unlike any other child I have seen, so yes, she is exceptional.
I got my you know what kicked at Canasta again on Friday and while my mom told me I was not to blame the wine anymore for my card playing incompetence, she said nothing about feeding the score card to my beloved Labrador Syd in order to preserve my dignity.

Jesse and I are planning our garden for this spring. We have always had the help of Master Mike (our old neighbor) but now that he has moved....we are winging it and hoping for the best. So far we have purchased onions and garlic and look forward to getting those in the ground this weekend. I am going to wear lots of sunscreen as to avoid getting any tan whatsoever and wear a Ramones skull cap to protect my black hair from the bleaching effects of the sun. I will also blast some Alkaline Trio from the deck in order to dilute the hippieness of gardening. Paivi will be helping with our little garden by loosening the soil (throwing dirt everywhere) testing the soil (eating the dirt) and watering the plants (spraying the dog with the hose and then accidentally turning it on herself and crying) which will probably complete our cultivating experience for the day. But for a little while she will look very cute in her little pink Chuck Taylors playing in the dirt with her cool mommy.