Apocalypse Preparedness

I am not sure where the hours on the weekends go! We are pretty much done with major home improvements now, and just have little things that we can do in the coming months left. So I told Steve we had a whole weekend to party. But then, no idea what happened...it's Monday morning. We did get a lot accomplished, but it sure flew by!! And we did get a chance to take Flip to the Bark-B-Q sponsored by a bunch of rescue organizations. He was petted and fawned over and fed a ton of treats. He also got a very expensive stuffie to destroy. While we got free food and coupons and puppy snuggles!

Wm is exceedingly bored with summer now. Which is good, school starts in just about 3 weeks and he has his big summer reading project to do (a scrap book about Malala). So, I'm hoping boredom will motivated him to get it done! In addition to completing his project, he has a big overnight at a friend's house planned, a classic movie and lunch date with Mimi, and a day at school (where he has to do his state mandated MAPS testing, pick up his laptop, get his school pictures, and get everything ready for the start of the school year). So, these last 3 weeks should fly by! And he's definitely ready for school to start!

As we ate zoodles from Mimi with dinner last night, we talked about gardening. I paid Wm $5 to weed the front and backyards and it was worth every single penny. He actually did a great job!! But, I was saying that I usually have a black thumb and can't grow anything. I sighed and told The Boys that I have no applicable skills and if the apocalypse hits, I will definitely either be eaten by cannibals or forced into slave labor. Wm goes, "No! You can talk to people about how they feel about the apocalypse! You're good at talking to people!" So, there's that, I guess!

This is how Wm and Flip spend a great deal of time. Wm always sits with his knees like that because he says, otherwise, Flip continuously licks them and he doesn't like it. It always cracks me up!

Hiding the knees

Flip continues to not understand how one entices creatures to play. Here he is trying to convince Steve to play ball with him by sounding like a murderer (also, I love how Steve gets slobber on his hand and freaks out!):