I go to get finger printed on Friday the 16th. It is creeping up on me, and freaking me out. Shawn is coming with me, but I still have no idea of how we'll get to the police station. It is actually out of town, and I don't think that there are any buses that go that way. I guess that we'll figure it out. I feel like vomitting at the very thought of walking through the doors of the police station. Thank goodness for Shawnie.
Kayla and J are on their March break all this up coming week. Heidi, the kids and the Pug are coming for a visit, probably on Thursday. Those are the extent of our plans. I am looking forward to a big dose of pug love, and some quality time with my bestest.
KC may be going to Texas for a few days on or around the 19th. We're still dealing with passport issues, and my darling sister, Posh, has yet to finalize any of the details. This whole trip was Posh's idea, and I can't help but feel like it is just another opportunity for her to show off. Oh well. If KC gets to travel and see some of this big world of ours, then I guess that I'm ok with it.
The most exciting thing to happen in weeks was this. A hawk landed in our back yard and had a mid afternoon snack.
I took this photo from about 15 feet away, but I was in the house, looking out through my dirty kitchen window. I had to use my cell phone camera, so the photos aren't exactly Dilling quality. ( I wish).
It was a little bit like Mutual Of Omaha's Wild Kingdom. I was waiting with baited breath for Jim to come leaping aroung the side of my house with a net. (While Marlin Perkins watched safely from the jeep).
Maybe next time.