Hey yourself. Not much. Just livin' life, ya know?
No, that's not what I mean. What's up with you? Why aren't you blogging this summer? Did I do something to offend you?
Of course not! It's not you, it's me.
That's what they all say.
No, really. It *is* me. You know how it is in the summertime. The days are lazy and soothingly repetitive. How many time do you really want to read about my taking the girls to the pool and how dark my tan is getting?
Well...
And think about it- if you have to get up for a job/small child/weak bladder, do you really want to hear about how I regularly sleep in past
I guess you have a point.
Sure I do. My not blogging has been for *your* benefit, see?
That's really thoughtful of you.
I know. I'm a giver.
But honestly, I've missed you and your witty insight into the minutiae of everyday life!
Sorry about that. I've tried to make a conscientious effort not to be in front of the computer so much this summer. It's been hard, seeing as how most of my closest friends live in my computer, but it's been good for my mental health.
What? Your mental health? What do you mean??
Never mind.
The least you can do is throw me a bone here. Haven't you done ANYTHING blog-worthy in the past two months? What about the chickens and the playhouse? What's going on with Jaws and the girls?
Okay, okay. Jaws went to Scout Camp at the end of June. We missed him a lot. He took my camera and came back with pictures like this:
A few days after James got home from camp, the girlies and I took of to Florida for a few days. We visited some old high school friends of mine, went to the beach, did some back to school shopping in the "big city" and generally had a great time.
The chickens are doing great! We almost double the flock to 15 after getting 7 more chickens from my brother. They are all getting big, and we should start seeing some eggs in the next month or so.
James finished their coop and run before he left for camp.
Impressive, no? The playhouse still needs a real roof, some insulation and electricity, and James still has to build out the storage area under the playhouse (not to mention the whole structure needs to be painted). But the girls are happy, the chickens are happy, and I'm pretty sure we've become the crazy family in the neighborhood, as at least five different people have stopped and asked what the heck we were doing back there.
Jaws is busy with work. Madeline is excited to start middle school next month. Bella is excited to start 5th grade. I'm excited to start my third year of teaching Pre-K (and my 8th year of teaching preschool altogether). I am not excited that we will have to get up before the crack of dawn again. But that's still three weeks away, and I'm not going to think about it yet.
Good for you.
I know, right? See how much better my mental health is??
Uhh...
Trust me. It is.
I'll take your word for it. So what else??
Nope! You're not going to catch me monologing! That's enough news for now. If you want to know what I'm reading, check my Goodreads box on the side of my blog. For more day to day action, you'll find me on Facebook. If you really, really want me to post something (or something in particular) feel free to leave a blog comment. Now, I think I hear the UPS man delivering my latest order of books from Amazon, so adios amigos!
1 comment:
I can't believe no homeless person has moved into the "house" in the backyard.
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