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Who said kayaks can't be used in the swimming pool? Fritz demonstrates the stability of our Ripper.


Alex and Emily enjoying my new exercise machine. A kayak designed for a lady. I can carry it by myself. In a custom world, I would have chosen a different color, but in a practical world...price matters. It is knock your water socks off green.


Jane in her fabulous lady bug vest. Our present to her for her birthday was a present for our peace of mind. She swims beautifully with it.


My sunbeam.


Rush hour in the pool.


Living the life.

Prevarication & Flattery Lift my Spirits

Tonight at dinner when I told the kids that mom and dad have a welcome reception to attend in a few days and a sitter is going to come. Jane told me quite cutely that she isn't going to lie to the babysitter anymore. I wonder what that means. If only we had a nanny cam, I could catch Jane, fingers crossed behind her back, telling the babysitter her bedtime is 10 pm and she is given candy as a reward for brushing her teeth.

In the car on the way home from the library to borrow Foyle's War (my newest dvd diversion while stripping wallpaper), the kids were deciding what kind of animals we are. Emily thought I should be a mouse (maybe she thinks I'm meek), but when I didn't seem overly thrilled to be a rodent, she said I could be a sparkly pig. Well, oink, oink. Maybe I've told her one too many times our house is a pig pen. At least, I am no ordinary pig...I'm "sparkly".