I'm tired.
I have decided that the best way to get out of weeding the garden is to develop a mystery allergy. My chicken pox-like rash went away after several itchy days, only to be replaced by a monster case of hives. The only likely cause is something growing in our garden that shouldn't be, so therefore - Doctor's orders - I'm not allowed to work in the garden until it clears up.
Seeing some obscure place where a few movie scenes were filmed is a lot more fun than it should be.
Lexi turned 7 on Tuesday. I'm starting to feel really old. (Don't worry Grandmas, I'll post pictures later!)
I love Portland. One day I'll do a post about all the reasons why. But I do love it here.
I learned recently that a week at sleep-away camp, followed by a week of guests, with a slumber party thrown in for good measure make for a really cranky eight-year-old. I love Vicki, but she needs more sleep.
I need more sleep.
Twilight is definitely more fun to watch with someone who shares my somewhat embarrassing adoration for Edward Cullen and appreciates the appalling badness of the movie. It's a bonus when they bring along their Pocket Edward, or "Tiny E."
Five years is waaaaaay too long to go between visits with Pam.
And we finally got to meet each other's children! Look how cute they are together:
But now I have to go back to being responsible. Laundry shmaundry.
No kidding about the laundry. I miss you already! I was weepy all the day. Your girls are beautiful and we had such a great time with all of you. Tiny E brooded all the way home, he misses you so much.
ReplyDeleteThat's just too darn bad about the allergy thing *wink wink* I wish I was allergic to yard work.
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