Too Lazy or Too Busy To Post... You Decide

It's been an interesting week.  Since Monday I have -

*  done a bazillion (or maybe five) loads of laundry, folded and put away
*  unclogged and cleaned a very nasty toilet  (Who left it like that?  You OWE me.)
*  finished birthday shopping for the Father's Day / June birthday extravaganza
*  continued with our science study of Flying Creatures, setting up two experiments with the boys involving the birds' seed and location-of-bird-bath preferences
*  propelled the boys through their testing (one finished and two very nearly done)
*  canceled school and testing for good weather, meaning we needed to mow
*  mowed half of our yard myself with the push mower, which I think Kerry found free beside the road somewhere, and works about that well
*  made a calendar / schedule for next year's homeschool and started assembling notebooks and supplies (waiting for the back-to-school sales for some things)
*  made and organized a ridiculous amount of photo-copies for Tate and Gunnar's history projects
*  cleaned our shower, and I mean totally scrubbed the walls and floor, and even cleaned way down in the very nasty drain, which nastiness may just possibly have been mostly the fault of my former long hair (yes, I did get it cut, and it's about an inch and a half at its longest point right now)
*  made some progress toward tidying my office
*  gone for daily walks with Gunnar (missed today, though) to get our exercise, which presents a bit of a dilemma.

Gunnar and I both need more exercise than we're getting, and he likes the one-on-one of going for walks with me.  So I explained to him that we need to keep walking fairly briskly to keep our hearts and muscles working, which he understands.  However, OOOOO!  LOOK!  A SQUIRREL!  and four mama ducks with ducklings, and I found a robin's egg, and I hear a red-winged blackbird; can you see it, Mama? and Look! There are some feathers we need to collect for our bird study, and I hear a chickadee calling, and Mama, what is that bird? and What are these pretty purple flowers?  and Can we go and see the waterfall?  and Look!  It's the bald eagle going back to its nest and it's carrying something!  and I found an ant nest and I want to stomp around it to see them come boiling out, and Is it feeding time at the fish ponds, and can we go watch?

So I'm not entirely convinced that the exercise component of our time together is being adequately addressed, but I can't bear to squelch his interest in God's wonderful creation.

*sigh*

In other news, it's my birthday today.  I'm 45, and I don't mind admitting it.  So there!  ;D

I told my family not to get me a present because what I really want is a camera bag (and to pick it out myself).  Still, Kerry brought me flowers, Gunnar bought me chocolate (with his own money), and Wyatt and Tate chipped in to take me out to dinner to (their choice) Denny's.  After which we shopped for a camera bag, which I ordered online for twenty bucks cheaper.

Want to see my birthday presents?

 Okay, yes, the book is for the whole family.

 But this is for me :D

And now that my stomach is finally starting to settle, I'd better head for bed.