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Don't panic, I didn't hit him with a frying pan. This change is of a completely different kind. It comes with more responsibility (read: irritation) for him, and more money to spend at Michael's for me. That's right! The Captain has been promoted! In army terms, this momentous event looks like the difference between this: And this: Is anyone else feeling like they've been asked to solve one of those spot-the-difference pictures from the kids' magazines?! In any case, let's bid a fond farewell to the Captain, and say hello instead to Major Dad !

I thought I'd better check in again, as the last time I posted I think I may have sounded a tad cranky, and I don't want anyone worrying that I've been wallowing in misery since that curveball the military threw at us a month or so back! Life has happily carried on, and my house is now back to its original filthy state. Though it does turn out that unpacking is a much slower process than packing was. Last week we had a bit of a wind storm, and a couple of our old rotten trees out back finally met a tragic end: Right on top of my gorgeous chain-link fence!   The Captain kindly went out there this weekend with a chain saw and took care of the mess, and I propped my poor old fence back up. So no real harm done there, but I'm now on the hunt for a new location for my laundry line. As you can see from the picture, there's no shortage of trees. It's really just a guessing game as to which one's going to fall down next!   In other news, I have a...