Dispatches from Crazyville

Not enough here for a real post, so . . .

My tulips continue to grow like crazy. Particularly the ones in the pot. They are potted with Miracle-Gro. We aren't organic here in Crazyville, but considering that the farmers are cleaning out the manure holding tanks from over the winter, and there's a company spreading treated human waste from another part of the county on a field outside of town, there is enough organic and unorganic stuff going on around town. Besides Miracle-Gro works. The daffodils are starting to poke through. They are late-blooming, even if the package didn't say that, which I think it did.
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Left-brain and Beazer were basketballed out by the end of the weekend. I went downstairs and my husband had fed the dog in the mancave so they both wouldn't miss a minute of the game. Left-brain was quite proud of this, the dog was probably in canine heaven, eating dinner on his binky, surrounded by his toys. Speaking of which, I gave him the rolling bins I'd been storing my UFOs in to store his dog toys in. I put all his toys in there, and B has a lot of toys. He went into the bin and started picking out toys to pull out. Not to play with, to have on his binky. Oh, dear.
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I got my package from my Easter exchange partner, Marianne. A beautiful Easter basket filled with goodies. There were cute buttons, some stickers, a pair of pink polka dot scissors, a pretty handmade pillow, some socks, a fantastic smelling soap, and a chart from my wish list at 123. And some candy. Yippee! I have to finish the ornament for her. Left-brain may go racing this weekend, so I have a suspicion there may be a Finishing Frenzy going on. I have some comic book board and am going to see how that works to make ornaments.