Blurb. Blurb, blurb, blurb. (Translation: Me, beneath a mountain of lists, trying to wish you a happy Sunday.)
So. Here we are, back in Florida. It seems that the nasty hot weather we had in Indiana just noticed we left the state, and it followed us back down here because it loves us. After three weeks of being gone, my yard is a sea of weeds, so I'm wondering how many pounds of sweat I'm going to lose when I'm trying to fight them next week?
We were sad to leave Indiana. On Monday, it was only 93 degrees outside, so the kids and I decided to hop on up to Indiana Beach, a wonderful little amusement park that I've been visiting since I was a kid. That was our last hurrah, and we came back to save my husband from starvation on Wednesday.
Then came the lists. You'd think we were all 85 year olds, with all the meds we take and had to have refilled and/or required calls to doctors for a refill extension. Making and confirming appointments. Tuition payments. School supplies. Uniform needs. School shoes. Catching up with friends. Domestic duties. Groceries and meal planning. Football supplies. School meetings (before school even starts - the horror!). I am drowning in lists.
My 13 year old had her first eye appointment, as she had been complaining about not being able to see things in the distance. We received the inevitable news, then went shopping for glasses. I knew of this running around was coming, but it doesn't make it any more enjoyable. Blah.
My reading, as a result, came to a grinding halt. At least reading the written word slammed face first into a brick wall. I finished John Hart's "Iron House" in Indiana, then as promised, started "Nemesis" by Jo Nesbo. I'm only at 20%, so how about that non-productivity? Audio has been slightly better, after all I can make lists with my ear-buds in. I finished Tina Fey's "Bossypants", having nearly peed my pants several times from laughing so hard. Now I am luxuriously floating in a sea of bliss while listening to "The Time Traveler's Wife". I've been putting this audio off for so long, and I'm wondering why. It is just wonderful in every possible way. Yeah, the naked man and the 8 year old girl was a little weird, but I'm past that and thinking this could be one of the world's most incredible love story.
My blog hopping and commenting has been pretty pathetic this week too. I'm trying, I really am, but please bear with me for just a couple of weeks. Stay with me! Clear skies are on the horizon.
I am very happy to announce that yesterday, we attended the 4pm mass, went for a belated and scrumptious birthday dinner with our good friends, and have a blank slate for our Sunday. Reading? Review writing? Some pool action? It is all good. What do you have going on today?