Earth Day is THAT Kind Of A Day !!

Barely noon, and it has been ONE OF THOSE DAYS!!!!!   GRRRRRR!!  It started late last night.  I was in a deep 2 Tylenol PM kind of a sleep when Ducey woke me with his barking.  Drew apparently stopped by because he left something here he needed!  WHAT! At midnight????   I drifted back to sleep and within 30 minutes I was awakened again by what I thought was the rain?  Water?  No.....DUCEY WAS PEEING!!!!!   AAACK!!!!!!  I flew out of bed, thinking NOT ON MY FRESHLY CLEANED CARPET!!!!!!!!  I scared him to death.  Got him outside.  Scared Greg to death.  He was in a stupor!!!  I ran for rags to blot...blot...blot, and then there I was at 12:30 in the morning, scrubbing my newly shampooed carpet....again!!!   Ducey is on a new medication. A steroid that helps tremendously with the allergies he is suffering from. But one of the side affects is increased thirst, and of course, frequent wee weeing too.  Geez!  This is the second accident in a couple weeks, and he NEVER does that!  I can't get too upset since it really isn't his fault.  I take him out before I go to bed, and Greg stays up late to watch the news so he has second shift, and did he do it?  NO!  So, after that I only got a few more fitful hours of sleep.
Got up to discover Erika had forgotten to put Noah's pants in his backpack!  Oh well, I had sweats for him, and it was a cold and wet day anyway.   I was getting him changed and dressed, and he decided to make it as difficult for me as possible!

About the time I finally got him dressed and happy, I realized I had left Ducey outside, a tad too long.  He came to the window, pleased as a freshly bathed and brushed Wheatie could be, after having rolled in the wet grass and mud in the space of 5 whole minutes!

Left....wet and muddy in the shower for his second bath in two days!  Middle-freshly bathed, on bathroom floor begging my forgiveness.  Right....bathed, blown dry, combed out to fluffy perfection, and still feeling a bit sheepish for having been so naughty!  Luckily while I was bathing the filthy, naughty Wheatie, Noah was happily watching his cartoons having a little breakfast.  Upon coming through the family room with wet towels in hand, and a clean and dry Wheatie in tow, I immediately smelled.....something....AGAIN!!!!
NOAH.....what?  Twice in 30 minutes????   Oh geez!!!  It wasn't even  10:00 a.m. yet, and I knew...it was going to be ONE OF THOSE DAYS!!!!!!!
I got Noah cleaned up, and finally, everyone was clean and dry, except for me!  No, I didn't mess my pants or roll in the mud, but I was wet from bathing The formerly "Sweetie Wheatie" by sitting on the outside of the shower, when usually I go inside with him.  Oh dear!

Onto a different subject now.  FOOD!  I made homemade pizza last night.  YUMMY! 
Actually, I cheated a bit.  Though we have been wanting to make pizza dough in our bread machines, this time I bought the dough balls from my new favorite store, FRESH & EASY.  I bought one traditional pizza ball, and a rosemary focaccia ball.  I made the focaccia first,  You simply take the ball out of the wrap, spread to rectangle shape, or whatever, on baking sheet, dimple dough with fingertips, brush lightly with olive oil, and sprinkle with some good sea salt.  Bake....cool......and enjoy!  I mean to tell you...this was fabulous stuff!!!!  Greg got home right about the time the focaccia was done, and we couldn't keep our mitts out of it!   Then I rolled out the pizza dough and topped with some fresh veg and baked.  Made a salad to go with, and we had a delicous meal, like we normally do these days when it is just us two, sitting at the telly watching Jeopardy.  We have the kind of coffee table that is on a tilt and rises to table height with one quick swing.  Nice.
My last photo is one I just ran out to take of my bluebirds nesting in the big old dying pine tree.  This box is too high for me to see inside the nest so I have to use a mirror.  Mama was not happy about me taking this picture.  Which is unusual because they are usually quite tolerant of their nests being monitored. 

Five perfect baby blue eggs.  Which means Mama Bluebird will sit on the nest, day and night, with only quick little absences, keeping her clutch warm, turning the eggs to ensure proper incubation and development, and in a couple more weeks, we will have 5 teeny tiny featherless babies.  I will try to monitor the box, but if Mama gets too upset I won't disturb her. 

That's it from me today.  Already pooped at 1:00 p.m.

Hoping the rest of the day is  uneventful!