Wow, Daisy you and Mr. Daisy rock!

This weekend is all about taming the yard before the grass and weeds totally engulf the house. Which starts with fixing the weedeater, whose brokenness precipitated the jungle-tude. I hope that all goes smoothly, because the front yard is just embarrassing and the backyard is unusable.

Sunday is bbq in the afternoon and maybe seeing my mom tap-dance in the evening, if the timing works out. Probably laundry in the morning because that is nearly as urgently needed to be done as the yard work, but not quite.

If we hadn't that's all I would have thought about all weekend (and probably longer). Oz is working out his frustrations over the whole thing on a giant bone.

Procedure ma for you and Gracie, Kat. I can't even imagine the frustration.

It's more Mr. Jane rocking. I mostly cried in the car and hoped neither of them got hit.

It's more Mr. Jane rocking. I mostly cried in the car and hoped neither of them got hit.

You both rock, with your go-with-the-flowedness and good hearts.

You know what? Imma take it and just say thanks. We started out on our 3 or so hour drive at 3 this afternoon. At this point, we are 80 some odd miles away and tired, but I have some warm fuzzies.

Tomorrow is vet to check for a chip and a collar and leash. Tonight is doing our nails at the hotel freshening up and a few cocktails and then bed.

Timelies all!

Hugs to all who want them.

This weekend 3LF is performing at the Maryland Faerie Festival. Foolish me, I signed up for both days. The weather's supposed to be 70's and sunny, so at least I won't roast. Still going to be tired of cutesy faeries by the time this is done...

Ugh, so sorry msbelle. And sorry, Kat.

DH and I spent the day working on the backyard. I am so tired right now I'm not sure which end is up.

Oof. Sounds like a rough friday. Except for Lucky 13. He's having an utterly charmed day!

Today's one of those days I wish food came in pill form. Got my swim in before the thunderstorms started, litterboxes and then a cash and TJ's run, where they were again out of tortillas, which is pissing me off. Finally home now, and Loki is being an asshole to Devi.

And I haven't eaten yet.

Aww, doggie rescue.

Weekend: Sheesh, I feel like I don't even know. Tonight our little local coffeehouse where our buddies play every week is closing. Boo. So they're having a last-day shindig. The SO is going to that, but I dunno if I am or not. I had a pile o' work to do today, and so did the intern. He's out running now, so I better check and see how far he got. I did awesome today productivity-wise.

I finished my donor benefit notes & photos, and invites. I worked up an image of the kiddoes recording in photoshop. I laid out, formatted, edited and printed the newsletter. I prepped work for the SO & the intern, including filing that is aeons old. I corresponded with the convention head about our booth space.

And I made an awesome yogurt pasta with garlic & chickpeas for lunch. AND I nearly burned down the house forgetting I was boiling water for the hummingbirds.

Anyway. Because of all the busy, I am super wiped right now. All I want to do is lie down and watch the hockey game.

Tomorrow I teach & perform. Sunday is church and...something. Recording? I dunno. More hockey.

Oh my god, you guys. That's a whole set of varyingly stressfull and/or crappy days! Mixed in with some OK-sounding ones.