Is that a turn off I see?

So the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and the seasonal journey down the road to Solar Hell is back upon us. Oh wait, there is a turn off up ahead. Could be...can it be...wait...wait for it...Oh of course...(big heavy sigh)... it's not a turn off but another wind tunnel. Lucky me, not only to I have spend hours listening to the new navigational directions of Solar Hell, I now get to spend hours of imagining headless birds as Hubby finds away to capture the wind. I'd tell him to use a kite but he would some how have it connected to wire and running on solar power.

I'm not sure what is worse, the actual road itself or the diversions he likes to take. They range from wind power, to how I can cook in a solar over and my personal favorite, the solar clothes dryer that involved a turn crank and a fan. The turncoats in my life don't help. They are the ones sympathizing with me but secretly keeping an eye on what Hubby is doing, and this includes my own mother. I feel so abandoned. Its lonely on the passenger side. So I'll console myself with culinary delights that I can torture Hubby with. The man does love me, he told me so...once...I think...pretty sure he did somewhere in the past eleven and half years of marriage.

Actually Hubby was amazing during my week of bed rest. He cooked, did dishes, and tried to control the household. Tee Hee... but then really how much control does one have of six dogs, a nagging guinea pig and a cat that sees you merely there for her own pleasure? The four old dogs were the easy ones, they just laid around and snoozed. The Beagles on the other hand, were a completely different story. The cat found entertainment by trying to trip Daddy as he carried dishes. Somehow I get the sense her rubbing up against our legs is merely a ploy for her to take over the household. Fine by me, she can have it.

Daught thankfully has given up the talk of Roller Derby and has wisely decided to concentrate on her schooling. That and she was too late in getting her application in due to exams. She did announce that she could still join next year. I'm really hoping that it was just a threat. She rarely comes through with them. Doesn't mean she won't if the notion took her but for now my visions of steel meeting plastic coated teeth are laid to rest.