Confession Friday

It IS Friday, isn’t it? I’m not entirely sure. I think it is.

I confess:

• …that I really honestly wondered that anyone would notice that my blog was gone this week. And I was secretly kind of thrilled that people DID notice.
• …that our server, Fred, died at a most inconvenient time, since I had had a bunch of posts all ready to go in my head. But then my blog was gone for a few days, and the moment passed. And now my head is back to its usual state of a great big empty.
• …that I’m kind of relieved that Fred is finally dead and gone. It’s been a few years of waiting for the penny to drop, and now that it has happened, we had to bite the bullet and move on. And we found a reasonable solution, which was a huge relief, but also? BDH no longer has to fight with technology in his free time as much. And that can only be a good thing.
• …that the weather is warming up, and it has been great to get outside. Just a few more degrees and it will be perfect. And Stinkerbelle is all about the “Back Ard” this week, which is a nice change from last year when she hated being in the backyard. Possibly this bodes well for getting some gardening done this year.
• …that we went for our first walk in the conservation area yesterday, and for the first time, I was a little uncomfortable. Now that I have actually seen them out there, I am embarrassed to admit I was a little paranoid that we might encounter coyotes on our walk. If it was just me, it would be no big deal, but now I have a little person walking and exploring with me. Not that it’s a realistic concern, but still, I’m a worrier like that.
• …that I am ridiculously excited for the start of this season of Doctor Who. April 23 can NOT come fast enough.
• …that we have let things slide around the house a little bit, what with Stinkerbelle’s birthday and dealing with the busted technology and getting outside and enjoying the weather. But we have to get back on the horse and clean this weekend, and I am not looking forward to it. I love having a clean house, but I hate doing housework. Well, except vacuuming, since we got our Dyson.
• …that I have found it really interesting to read people’s reactions to the arrests made last week. Some forgiving, some bitter, some pragmatic, some heartfelt… so many people were affected, and there are equally as many different reactions. I am one of the bitter ones. I don’t believe in heaven or hell, so my reaction is that I really hope they get punished to the fullest extent of the law right here and now. And I don’t believe in our justice system either, and it angers me to think that such evil people will walk free, but I think that they’ll probably get away with just a slap on the hands.
• …that I have done 3 or 4 loads of laundry and put them out on the clothesline so far this week — the first of the year. And I am happy to report, none of them smell like rubbery farts. Although I’m still not sold on the kind-of-crispy, not-quite-soft nature of line-dried clothes. What? I’m soft like that.
• …that I am looking forward to fresh produce, REALLY fresh produce, showing up in our stores soon. Although I confess, one of the big things to eat in spring and summer is salad, and I don’t like salad. To be fair, it’s lettuce-based salads that turn me off. I don’t like lettuce. BDH could eat salads at every meal, and for me they’re just… ugh. I much prefer veggies and dip, and tomatoes, and fresh fruit…
• …that I felt sad yesterday, looking at my little girl, standing on the sidewalk with nobody to play with, wistfully looking at the kids playing down the street. The kids that were out were too old for her to play with, but she kept pointing and yelling “Kids!” and saying hi to them in the hopes of making friends. Seeing her all alone and yet so hopeful like that broke my heart.