Made the boys sausages, bacon and waffles this morning; Julia preferred cereal. The boys both had cereal as well, and it still amazes me just how much food they consume.
I continue to obsess about the missing Malaysian plane; it seems increasingly likely the pilots were incapacitated probably by fumes or loss of oxygen and that the plane flew on on auto-pilot far out into the Indian Ocean before it crashed, probably due to running out of fuel.
The terrorist theories are too fantastic to believe, though plenty of people do, naturally.
As we reached the Vernal Equinox, the hope for more rain here in parched California grew ever more remote. Soon restrictions are almost certain to be imposed, and we'll probably have to cut our water use by 20 percent or so. It's likely that watering your garden will eventually be banned.
Our backyard should survive fairly well without water -- at least the many native plants should survive, since they are drought resistant.
Washing your car will also probably be banned; mine hasn't been washed in years anyway. It's a color that Saturn terms "storm gray."
It's still waiting time for college applications. Dylan is hopeful for two colleges in Oregon. Aidan is already set on Montana.
Michigan is in the NCAA tournament and plays in the third round of the Midwest bracket this afternoon.
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