I told Austin I wanted to do something fun, like go to the zoo. He said that the zoo is fun, but not worth driving an hour (paying for gas), the $12 admission fee (each), the food I'd probably beg him to get us, and the hour drive home (more gas). Zoo is a special occasion deal, until we have more kids and buy the family pass and go to our hearts' contents. BUT, not wanting to be the party pooper, he suggested that instead of going to the Henry Doorley Zoo in Omaha, we make the Henry Poorley zoo at home! For a second I was like wow...this is what we've come to? But then I started thinking about all the possibilities and it started sounding really hilarious. I have to admit, the final product was not even a quarter as fun as the brainstorming and giggling about silly money-related names and ways to display Natalie's stuffed animals, but I want to remember this later anyway, so bear with me.
Natalie helped build the next exhibits, and we didn't feel like getting up to get paper and markers so I'll just caption the exhibits here.
|...she took her job seriously|
|notice the all-seeing eye|
|zoo security took care of the problem|
If you're thirsty, you can stop at the Better-off-Debt drink station where Stingy Steve will help you out (but probably rip you off).
No zoo is complete without a train, so we have the Embezzelment Express. We can't afford to keep it running, however, so it's just an exhibit of its own.
If you're wondering what that smell is, it's probably the Coop of Credit, where all sorts of fowl reside.
Austin's favorite exhibit, the Watering Hole, involved those foam animals you put in water and watch expand. We couldn't afford to have the exhibit anywhere but the toilet...the animals band together for support.
Also this week, we did typical Spring Cleaning. If you've never had the pleasure of listening to the scouring sound of Scrubbing Bubbles at work, you are missing out. It's our favorite part about cleaning.
As I changed the sheets I took the opportunity to finally see if the AWFUL creaking of our bed is from the mattress or boxspring...turns out it's the boxspring, and it is deadly. We have to gently lower ourselves one inch at a time into bed so we don't have any chance of disturbing Natalie. (She probably can't even hear it over the white noise in her room, but it is SO out of control. Something needs to be done.)
|Natalie helped with laundry|
|and practiced her cup-drinking|
|Austin posed so I could sneak|
a picture of the HP boy
It's ironic that during my break from school I would get the most voluntary homework done, but I was free for a little while one night and decided I'd get ahead in my online class, which I normally despise. This time, it was great! When I decided to do it on my time and not be rushed for a due date, it wasn't half as bad. (The class is called Life Skills for Success...it's meant for freshmen who are new to college and has different modules like Communication, Alcoholism, Diversity. Blegh.) BUT, it was so nice to get it done without being so whiny about it, and especially to know that I won't have another assignment coming up for a week or two since I got ahead. It made me wonder what else in my life I put off and procrastinate, and then bemoan when it's time to do it. It felt so good to accomplish just this dumb class, so I'm sure it will feel even better when it's a more important task, like church callings or housework or whatever else is going on. Positive attitudes, folks!
|Happy Spring Break, from|