Whoops it’s Wednesday!

Hump day, over the hill day, all easy from here day, what ever you’re flavor is, Wednesdays can’t be beat. After my long Monday I slept for what seemed a year, this time change is kicking me in the pants.
The weather here is beautiful, the breezes are picking up and I see spots of yellow from the pollen forming, most people would snarl their noses at that but it just means growth to me. I’ve kicked myself back into gear with putting everything in schedule, this means phone calls and appointments and play time. -- No really, everyone is in that attitude that Mark owns his business so he can stop what ever he’s doing and chat it up for 45 minutes --- wrong. .
I spoke to Luke last night; he’s kicking about the nu-kids that will be arriving in about 5 months. The economy has him worried that they might not be able to enjoy their arrival as need be. Well, no one asked him to pop out a tribe in 5 years or less, he will and they will be fine.
Lori had a visit with the dentist and just like her older siblings she could run into the 13 months of fun with braces, of course she’s a bit young for them now. This rang terror of wire and rubber all crammed in that pie hole of hers, she doesn’t get that the small portion of geared up humiliation, it brings a life time of enjoyment later. Luke wore them for 2 years and Jacks and I managed for a little over a year. Now with the new technology she could go with those plastic trays and no one would notice.
This morning I spoke with Jacks before he raced off to his busy life of work and school. He was proud that some girl at work was going for her licensing exam for architecture. He must have been tutoring her during work hours or something because he had that task and the “Lady of Many Changes” still bothering him. His love life is going swimmingly now that he’s putting his foot down on a few rules himself.
I won my bet on who would sell their house first; Diann came in for the win. Poor Cari who has had her house on the market three months longer just received her first offer yesterday. She came in the office all jubilant that she may have sold it, when I asked her how she was sure, she told me when a prospective buyer comes to the house they turn on some recording device to hear the conversations. When she told me that, a chill ran up and down my spine, she’s hit the bottom of the paranoid barrel now. This also prompts me to want to send a “Plant” in to take a tour of her home. Evil be my nameo……