Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Home home home

For seven weeks in a row (sort of). *grins*

Loved the beach. Played in the waves, walked a lot, goofed off.

Came home and crashed. Have a little bit of swimmer's ear.

Bought a new kitchen table.

Had a long rant going about how, for those of us that aren't around young children twenty-four seven anymore, that maybe some nod needs to be made to the fact that they aren't cute all the time, but are often exhausting, loud, and destructive. Decided to just breathe.

Lorna made me bean salad.


Friday, May 20, 2011

Trying to get ready for the beach

Of course, if Lorna doesn't get better or Larry catches it, I'm not sure the trip will happen. We'll see. *crosses fingers and toes*

Still, working like it's a sure thing. :D

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Communications is not my friend today.

I have been pissing people off left and right, and I'm not even trying.

Poo.

:P

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Good weekend, MIL was pleased.

I'm exhausted.

;-)

It was good, though. I felt like we did a good thing.

Now I have a week of hard-hard work so that I can go write at the beach for a week.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

randomosity

Yummy stuffed mushrooms tonight.

We seasoned the paella pan and the crepe pan, got our hair done, did errands and worked. Tomorrow is my day off (yay), and in fact I am taking Friday mostly off too, so I get a three day weekend to have a princess weekend with my m.i.l.

Then next week is balls to the wall working in preparation for our vacation at the beach. I need a week of nothing but writing, of focusing on the sun and sea and visiting with our personal chef, Danielle. ;-)

My life is getting more and more positive every day, and it's about time, damn it.

:D

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

trying really hard to find the positive in things today

but it's tough.

*stares at the universe*

Positive. Protony, not electrony. ;-)

(Oooh. Atomic humor.)

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Looking forward to next week

I feel like I can start to breathe again. This year was easier than last year and, while I know that early September will be brutal, I'm shooting for next year being better.

I'm hoping for peace in my heart, in my soul.

I have faith that next week will improve.