D D First of all, let me

make it very clear that I do not have eyes in the back of my head.
Nor do I have xray vision.
Hubby seems to think that I do for some reason.
When I am in our bedroom I am usually at the computer which is the farthest away from our bedroom door.
The...................who just came in's, who's in the kitchen, who just left, what was that noise I just heard, how many kids are in the house, is Jill here, is Jill in her bedroom, did Jill  just leave, has Logan left for school yet, has the newspaper come yet, is that water I hear running ..the toilet or the sink, who's talking out there, what big truck is going up the street, did someone just come in the driveway, what are the kids in the parlor doing, what's that smell,on and on and on.
   The how many kids are in the pool, who's in the back yard, what is that I see...a bird or ?...is there water in the birdbath, is the suet thing empty, who's out there with Jill, are the floats being thrown in and out of the pool, are they throwing balls that are getting in the dirt in the pond area, are they making waves and the water is going over the sides, , which neighbor is mowing ( today it's Jill, I told him) ( mushrooms have grown up in the lawn from so much rain), on and on and on the list goes.
Those I can swivel around in my computer chair and usually answer him without having to get off my arse and stopping whatever I am doing at that time.
The ....when did you last put Lady out to pee, how big are the tomato plants,  when did you last fill the bird feeders, when is my next appointment at the VA ( speaking of which, it's 1:30 p.m. today in Boston.) on and on and on.   
Marathon cleaning time for moi...Oh goody, sigh!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, togetherness.  LMAO at my funny ha ha.
    Jill stayed in last evening. She took moi to WalMart in the rain to get my med's and the other things on and not on my list.    You know how that goes.
Thought we were done with the rain, but Surprise!
She went out from noon to 4.................. we went to Wally World at 7....gave her enough time to sober up, plus traffic sucks  from 4-7 p.m.
   As luck would have it orrrrrrrrrrrrrrr NOT.Tracie showed up as we were eating supper. It was the stuffed peppers we ate the other night and we finished them off.  None left to offer her.
Hubby made waves as soon as he saw her at the door from his seat at the table facing the front door.
Commented he wanted to get a restraining order.... that's his way of joking, but the look on his face was anything but a joking look.
As luck would have it, as soon as she heard we were going to WalMart, that was exactly where she planned to go and asked Jill if she could ride along with us.  No problem.
Hubby asked me if she was leaving here when we did.....meant going home, I'm sure... Just answered with a yes...no explanation.
8:15p.m.  we are back in the driveway and she follows us in with her 2 bags.
Shut my mouth...........I shit you not!
Hubby hollars out to me as I come in the door...." your show is on".
 The Bachelorette....yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
She follows me into our bedroom and sits her arse in his recliner, nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Until it's over at 10 p.m.   I shit you not!
Low and behold he never said a word about it ...................but wait til next time.
And yes, I can see his point..........sigh!
   If I am reading a book, the newspaper, knitting, in an online game.........let's just say for general purposes , I'm BUSY .......I get exasperated when asked any questions that require me to stop what I am doing at that moment.  That's the way it is.....and the look on my face and my posture,  gives me away.  I shit you not!
" Geez, I can't even talk to you", I'm hearing alot now. 
If I'm doing nothing at the moment, I think nothing of checking on what he is asking of moi.
If I'm engrossed in something...the hair on the back of my neck...raises along with my B/P.
   Kid#5 Cheryl call me earlier this morning to tell me she let her robin go. Flew up into a tall tree in her yard.
Felt relief and sad at the same time.    Brings back memories...sniff,sniff.
Just got off the phone with her again.  Free Bird came back to her when she went out in the yard.
Brought tears to her eyes.  Just like the first child's first day of school....Yepper, I can relate to both the birds and kids..........I shit you not!
She fed it and up in the tree it flew again.  Like myself, she worries that the neighbors will think she is nuts being out there calling the bird....Here birdie,birdie..here Free Bird.
My call was, Sassy ...Sasssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss sy.
Too friggin funny.......she amazed herself that she got so attached to that bird and can't believe I carried mine back and forth to FL 2 years in a row.
Like mother, like daughter.  I shit you not!
Speaking of daughters...............could hear raised voices coming from Jill's bedroom and Butchie had came after his work shift ended at 8 a.m.  Heard his truck door slam and drive away.  He'll be back! I shit you not!
That's All Folks!