Chickens and Unschooling

The weather guessers think it's going to be 98° next Tuesday.

I'm pulling the trigger and officially moving our gaming group to a gaming store way nearer to our end of town. I don't know if this will help or hurt turnout, since it will be a less central location, but will be an air-conditioned shop.

At least I won't be burning though as much overpriced gas to find out.

Wednesday.

New Fortnite season released. C's happy.

Monday.

Last week M discovered Guild Wars 2 is free to play online. Yesterday, S and I figured out how to get our characters into the same region. I am playing a Sylvari and S is playing a Charr.

Rain. Finally. So much rain.

We were setting up to play a four player game of Catan when the storm hit in ernest. Obviously we are suffering rain delays while the children become one with the precipitation.

Saturday.

Kids had virtual D&D. I mostly cleaned things around the house.

Out of the 6 games I played in the past 2 days, I have lost all of them. Not feeling super gaming prowess at the moment.

Wednesday.

The kids had virtual D&D.

I went over to H's appartment and helped her clean her room. It definitely checked different mental and emotional boxes than cleaning any part of my house would have.

H and S met up with their friend from ASL to watch a Scooby Do movie. H was pleasantly surprised that it was an animated one, rather than the live action. S ended up crashing at H's.

Wednesday: virtual D&D. No big blowups, so, success!
Thursday: Flood day.

Lots of old school Animal Crossing (Gamecube version) played today.

I had an oddly satisfying day of social isolation today.

I chatted with H on the phone for 20 minutes.

I called to check on a friend from out of state and even though the conversation had to be brief, she sounded cheerful.

With the use of technology, S and C from our house, H from her apartment, and the 2 other members of their Saturday D&D group from their house, played a reasonably fun installment of their D&D campaign together.

M and I took Pete on a long walk. I've been playing PokémonGO again, since the quarantine started, so we walked down to a pokéstop in our neighborhood. It was a longer walk than I usually take him on, so poor Pete was really worn out by the time we got back.

Since Consonance was supposed to be this weekend, and old filkers tend to be reasonably tech savvy, they managed to live stream several concerts performed on many different livingroom couches. I got to listen from the comfort of my bed full of heatpads.

Interspersed through most of my day, I used the magic of iheartradio to stream an oldies country station out of Houston. Oh yeah, R.I.P. Kenny Rodgers; throughout the day that radio station was playing a tribute to him followed by a different one of his songs each time.

We also ended up having to bury a duck today. The one C started calling Spackle, because while she was supposed to be a brown duck she grew a very large number of white feathers instead. C and S chose rocks to put on her grave. They were trying to make them look like a runner duck.



Earlier in the day, I freshened up the hay in the chicken laying boxes and started on the insurmountable task of cleaning up the horse poop in the yard. Weird thing, someone threw a large bag of trash in our garage can. I wouldn't have minded if it was last garbage cycle, my container was nearly empty then, but I really needed the extra space this time around.

After coming back in from my evening animal stuff, I discovered M in the midst of a virtual filk circle with more than 40 participants. Oh, I didn't mention that Consonance is a filk Convention.