Titanic Towers

Quinn and I are working on some compromises for the back yard...  For example:  I have vetoed the 5 foot dirt base paths but agreed to white lines around the actual diamond,while Q has positively denied any possibility of moving home base to the corner with the house even after he hit a ball into one of our back porch windows and nearly shattered it.  Currently the house is 3rd base which doesn't make sense to me as that is the general direction one hits the balls toward.  I think he may have said something to the effect that damaging the house with repeated long drives is better than having to retrieve lost balls over the fence (??!?!).  My hubby is my ultimate dream boat but gee wiz is he obsessed with base ball! I do believe Q is giving me a crumb though by agreeing to NOT paint Yankees logos all over the walls of the yard which was his initial plan.  We are still 12 months away from a finish date so the battles ensue.  In the meantime...

I am DREAMING about THIS!   It is called the Titanic Towers and after hours and hours of wasteful research, this is the play set of my dreams.  They even have free install, if you live in Georgia (drat).

P.S. Does anyone else HATE the new blogger photo uploader? I can't move the photos around and size them like I used to.  Tricks?

Help us with our BIG FAT problem:

I have been  shocked, SHOCKED!!! By Q and my last couple of conversations about our backyard.  Apparently I am WAY OFF in assuming that we have even the slightest similarity in our vision of what 10 grand should get a family when all the landscaping is said and done.  Let me explain:

THIS is MY vision of our completed back yard:

 ...and THIS is Q's vision of our completed back yard:

 ...See the problem?  Suggestions please!

only, those hippos are a lot more spry

My Nikon is AWOL. I left in it Hurricane before Easter and I haven't had the heart to post without photos ever since. I guess I still don't because now you're getting stuck with our family photos which were taken on March 15th way back when. I'm behind. I hate it. Busy with work and all that... Here's the catch up:

• We finally pulled the impossible triple threat: Forms ready, Q off work, and money to buy 10 yards of cement. Then it rained, and rained, and rained the entire day. No cement. We still have dirt dirt dirt. An acre of dirt. We are bleak and dismal round our parts. Plus, a spider almost ate Q when he was digging out the irrigation valves tonight. It seems all we do is work and never see any progress.

• It seems all we do is work. For the first time I caught myself on Monday looking at my students and willing myself not to run to my car immediately, drive home, and pick Annie up and never leave her. I have since had to keep reminding myself it is just the end of the school year, I am simply impossibly huge with baby, and I really can do this again next year.

• I am impossibly huge with baby. Conversation with an 8th grader this week: "I, Mrs. Hadley, like pizza." "We can SEE that Mrs. Hadley." "You now have an F for a week." You should see me try and teach dance on Mondays and Tuesdays. It's like those jumping hippos on Fantasia only, those hippos are a lot more spry.

See what I mean about the pigtails being a bad idea?
Anyway, going on my first trip without Annie tomorrow. There will be shopping.