Nope. I didn't die.
I didn't fall off the face of the planet.
We took a long-overdue family trip to "The Hottest Place on Earth."
I meant, "The Happiest Place on Earth."
Dan/Daddy, the boy, and I spent last week with Mickey Mouse and all his friends.
Burning slap up.
But boy oh boy did we ever have a good time.
It was great!
And did I mention hot?
We're visiting family for awhile, and I'll get some pictures up as soon as I can.
Hoping the start of your summer has been as wonderful as mine.
And maybe a little bit cooler.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
Kill Me Now
And mail my body to the beach. Or sprinkle my ashes over the Atlantic Ocean.
And the next time I volunteer to organize and lead up 4th Grade Fun Day...
Somebody better shoot me.
I really do love helping out at the boy's school. I enjoy assisting the teacher and donating my time or energy when the need is there.
But. Oh. My. Word.
I am getting fifty 4th Graders (AND their reluctant parents) together for organized chaos in the broiling sun when school should have been out 2 weeks ago.
What was I smoking? I know what it was. I volunteered to do this back in the Fall... the beautiful blessed Fall. The air was crisp, the end of the year was a long way off, and the smell of new school supplies was fresh in my nose.
Truthfully, it's not all that bad.
I am just ready for the school year to be over and the summer to officially start.
I also have Mickey Mouse on the brain. Because as soon as I finish with 4th Grade Fun Day... I have to start packing. And fast.
Do we have enough socks and shorts and underwear for a week? (I don't know how Michele Duggar and Kate Gosslin do it.)
What about snacks? (Because my people can EAT, and I AM NOT buying a $12 Mickey Mouse shaped hot dog every 15 minutes.)
Are we gonna need rain jackets? (Because a Mickey Mouse poncho requires a down payment and a credit check.)
Can my neighbor take care of Cat#2? (And can I not feel guilty about leaving her alone or worry about her using my new furniture as a giant scratching post?)
Is Cat #1 gonna go meet Jesus while my mom is keeping her? (Because this is a serious reality at this point in her life.)
I already need a vacation from my vacation.
And the next time I volunteer to organize and lead up 4th Grade Fun Day...
Somebody better shoot me.
I really do love helping out at the boy's school. I enjoy assisting the teacher and donating my time or energy when the need is there.
But. Oh. My. Word.
I am getting fifty 4th Graders (AND their reluctant parents) together for organized chaos in the broiling sun when school should have been out 2 weeks ago.
What was I smoking? I know what it was. I volunteered to do this back in the Fall... the beautiful blessed Fall. The air was crisp, the end of the year was a long way off, and the smell of new school supplies was fresh in my nose.
Truthfully, it's not all that bad.
I am just ready for the school year to be over and the summer to officially start.
I also have Mickey Mouse on the brain. Because as soon as I finish with 4th Grade Fun Day... I have to start packing. And fast.
Do we have enough socks and shorts and underwear for a week? (I don't know how Michele Duggar and Kate Gosslin do it.)
What about snacks? (Because my people can EAT, and I AM NOT buying a $12 Mickey Mouse shaped hot dog every 15 minutes.)
Are we gonna need rain jackets? (Because a Mickey Mouse poncho requires a down payment and a credit check.)
Can my neighbor take care of Cat#2? (And can I not feel guilty about leaving her alone or worry about her using my new furniture as a giant scratching post?)
Is Cat #1 gonna go meet Jesus while my mom is keeping her? (Because this is a serious reality at this point in her life.)
I already need a vacation from my vacation.
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