Good Grief, Charlie Brown

This week has been marked with angry floral customers, several firetrucks, and a wild goose chase for the owners of Bunk. Lets just says it's only Wednesday, and I'm totally worn out.

A girl called me yesterday and claimed that she had lost Bunk over by our house. She gave me a lot of details and told me that his name was Kirby and gave me her address to bring him back. It turned out her house was really far from ours, but David and I forced Bunk in the car and drove out there. I end up at a house with six kids outside and a lady who is apparently their mother. She starts cussing us out telling us she didn't call about the dog and the kids keep trying to pet him while she keeps screaming "it's a pitbull don't touch it." Finally said girl comes out of the house sheepishly and admits that she lied, she just wanted a dog. Needless to say we ended up taking him home. We called the guy who wants him and are giving Bunk to him on Saturday.

Some leaves caught on fire behind our house Monday night. Rocky noticed it and started barking. The wind must have blew some of the ashes that still had embers in them into the leaves. It rained all day Sunday and we had a cookout on Saturday so I can't believe there were even any embers. It all ended well, but 4 firetrucks showed up at our house.

The craziness of Mother's Day flower ordering has began. I've gotta get back to it.

A Whole Mess of Trouble

I took the Praxis on Saturday and it was easy as pie. I don't get my scores until May 26th (the day before I start teaching) but I should be fine. A dog came to our house today and wouldn't leave. I left our gate open all day and he just stayed in our yard. Finally I brought him in and gave him a bath. He has no collar or tags and I looked all around for a lost poster. He's sweet but he drools like crazy. We called about a shelter, and the only place that can take him is Animal Services and because he's a pit, they will put him to sleep after one day. We made posters and we're trying to find his home. We CANNOT keep him. If there is any more testosterone in this house I might die. For now, we're calling him Bunk, because I can't keep calling him new dog. This week we're going to see This American Life at the movies on Thursday and have some art openings this weekend. Also, it's my B-day on Saturday; three years until the big 3-0.

TEST anxiety

So I've been studying hard for the Praxis. The last time I took a practice test I scored 27 points above what I need to to pass Louisiana standards. I think I'll be fine, but it's a little nerve racking. Here are some questions that would be on the test, that you should probably know. I didn't give you any math questions because they all involve diagrams (since when did K-5th grade need to know the area of a triangle?) anyway, See how you do:

1. Manuel is the tallest of the two boys.
Which of the following statements about the above sentence is true?

a. The sentence is written correctly.
b. The subject and verb do not agree.
c. The word "boys" should be possessive.
d. "Tallest" modifies Manuel incorrectly.


2. Mount Rainier is located in which of the following mountain ranges?

a. The Cascades
b. The Rockies
c. The Appalachians
d. The Alps

3. What percent of the seats in the United States House of Representatives are up for election every two years?

a.33%
b. 50%
c. 66%
d. 100%

4. Which of the following geological processes adds new rock to the surface of the Earth?

a. Volcanic activity
b. Glacial activity
c. Soil erosion
d. Weathering


5. Which of the following laboratory instruments would be most appropriate to use in determining the volume of a large block of wood of unknown density?

a.A metric ruler
b. A triple-beam balance
c. A 200 mL volumetric flask
d. A micrometer









1. D 2. A 3. D 4. A 5 .A

Recession, obesession, agression

This not real recession is taking it's toll on the flower business. Despite the upcoming "Administrative Professionals Day" things are super slow. This whole gas, food, everything cost too much thing is getting on my nerves. Someone on NPR yesterday was talking about how we used to make things in this country, and now we just make and live off of debt......shiver... I think maybe he's right. To pass the slow work time, I think about American Idol, and how all the boys rocked last night, despite the potential doom of Mariah Carey week; I purchase things online like Nalgene bottles made from HDPE, b/c the other ones leak toxins into your water (I know, I've been drinking out of them, almost exclusively for like years, I had to throw them away and it was sad) and I look at your blogs and wish my office had windows. David's reviews went well, but that has not stopped him from completely obsessing about these ceramic shovels he's been working on. I'm really proud of him; he's been working like a busy bee. I've been eating lots of watermelon and trying to adopt a guinea pig and name him Ignatious. I think Kate Blanchett stole that name from me when she recently had a baby, b/c I've been planning to name my guinea pig that for like a month. Some place in Louisiana recently rescued 23 guinea pigs from euthanasia, so I'm trying to get one of those for my classroom. Some big-to-do artist is speaking at LSU today, but apparently people who have jobs cannot enjoy it because it starts at 5pm, so while David's at the lecture, I'm going to be at work, and then at home, watching some Buffy and kickin back with my doggie dog dogs.

Prison + Rodeo= Louisiana fun

This past weekend David and I went to a lot of fun art openings including one in New Olreans. We've had really great weather down here the last few days and it should continue into next week. This next weekend, after I get off work on Saturday, we are headed to the glorious Angola Prison Rodeo to watch the inmates get crazy. Fun times should be had.....only in Louisiana.

And you thought that last bouquet was ugly

Thank you, Denmark, for making me laugh outloud during work today.

The side effects of marriage

Since David and I have been married and sleeping in the same bed, we have discovered that I have a little problem. I have a tendency, to shout, sing, and fight in my sleep.

About a week ago, David was reading a book and I shot up in bed (still asleep) and started swating at the air. I started yelling about how there were dandelions everywhere and scared the crap out of David. Last week, David came to bed and I was sound asleep. As he was getting under the covers I turned around, and ever so softly punched him in the center of his chest and laid back down. Last night is the grad finale. David says he woke up, to me "crazy eyed" attempting to put my hands around his neck and choke him. He started yelling "hey hey hey" and I woke up and thought he was crazy.

If anyone has any ideas on how to calm down my rouge, streetfighting sleep alter-ego, please let us know.

Cultural differences

I am working on our website today. I found this beauty of an arrangement in Sweden. It made me laugh out loud. I think those long brown things are pinecones......baleeeeck (that is a sound of disgust). To each his own.

Growin up a storm

In honor of earth day on the 22nd, I wanted to share with you the little container garden I'm working on. I have to grow everything in containers, b/c if I don't, Rocky will dig it up. It's an unfortunate side effect of my dogs. So if you haven't heard, there is a decline in the bee population (possibly b/c of cell phones). Planting flowers and things can help the bees find things to pollinate, making food for everyone (can you hear the teacher voice?). We have started growing our own herbs, tomatoes and peppers to save money, help the bees, and give me something to do because I am bored. It's fun; you should start one too.

Last weekend I baked a lemon bundt cake in my new apron with my new bundt cake pan. I also gave David a mohawk. Things are pretty low key here. We watch a lot of movies. David has reviews this week for his semester's work, so wish him luck. I still am sans cellphone. I promise I'll be up and running in a few days.

RAZR rest in peace

In a rare bought of genius behavior, I washed my cell phone in my pants pocket. If you would like to get in contact with me, call David. Also, I have a lot of people's numbers, but I also lost a lot of numbers, so if you think I may have lost your phone number, or if I did, I will probably be contacting you on Myspace or Facebook to get your phone number back. It is amazing how not having a cell phone makes me feel completely lost. What time is it? oh right, my cellphone looks back at me with vacant, water filled eyes as if to say, I want to tell you what time it is, but you killed me. Boo. My dad got a new phone and kindly sent me his old phone so I'll be up and running in a couple of days, but for now, use email.

In other news, I totally panicked because I felt like I did so badly on the Praxis practice test that I bought another test, with a score key. The test has 120 questions. In the dry, I'm not stupid so I don't need to study for this test-run, I only got 77 questions right, which is a D. I freaked and started studying non-stop and then freaked again and bought another test. I found out that, even though I only got slightly over half of the questions right on my practice test, I still would have passed with flying colors, so I have nothing to worry about. (except that maybe everyone who passes only has to get half the questions right).