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4/22/2010 09:36:00 PM

Into the Raised Bed

Velvet, the vicious attack cat, had decided that since she refuses to use a litter box inside the house and wants to go outside the house to do her business that she wants to use my raised bed.  Grr.  It's been an up hill battle to keep her out and I have near anxiety attacks when I go out in the morning to check my bed.  She managed to dig up my cauliflower.  The one thing my husband was very enthusiastic about.  And she nearly killed the okra.  So, garden fence went up around the bed because she is killing our veggie garden.  The little rat.  I'm not entirely sure that I'll be able to get another cauliflower out there before it's too late.  But I'm still going to give it a shot.  The worst thing that can happen is it will fail and we'll have to do it again this fall.

I'm discovering that absolute joys of homemade bread in the bread machine.  The garlic herb bread and the wheat bread I made were great and made really awesome sandwiches.  While I make homemade bread by hand, the bread machine has afforded me more time to do other things and I'm guilty becoming spoiled by it.  Fresh hot loaves of bread for dinner and then for toast for breakfast make all the difference.

I suppose the bread machine opens up time to fight with my youngest over his new contact lenses.  He has a lazy left eye and the doctor wants him to use the contacts to wake his eye up and get his brain to acknowledge the fact that it can function.  Getting them out was hard, to the point where we had to go through several sessions of me pushing and prodding his eye and him wincing when my finger hit eye instead of lens.  And putting them in.. oh my.. what a battle.

I have no need to contacts so this is new territory for me and he is being as brave as he can and is accepting all the poking and prodding to his eyes with as much grace as a hyper six year old can muster.  I'm proud of him for this fact.  He doesn't want the contacts and already had the frames picked out for his glasses before his eye exam even started.  He wants the glasses and not the contacts but I'm just not sure glasses will be as helpful as the contacts.  After we got the contacts in, he was able to actually read two lines further down from the SECOND line where he stopped before we put them in.  He could see the big letter in the line of three and that was it.  Poor kid.  The school caught this and I'm glad they did, too much longer and his brain might not want to register that the left eye is functional.  So now it's a routine of cover the right eye and work the left.  He is taking that pretty good, too.

I will get pictures up.  I will get pictures up.  I will get pictures up.

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