What have I been up to of late? … not writing, evidently! My word well has dried up, I guess. That, and I’ve been too busy freaking out over various stupid things about which nobody wants to hear, least of all me, so it’s best if I keep quiet. In that vein, I’ll let the pictures do the talking now… in no particular order, here is just a bit of the excitement that has been my life over the past few days. (Insert dose of heavy sarcasm here… I know, I know, my life is just too thrilling for words!)
Anyway, I’m sure that was just enthralling. Some unphotographed moments (due to the fact that most of them took place over Friday night / Saturday, when I can’t use my camera): traipsing to my sister’s house through a deluge to surprise her because it’s her anniversary weekend (and a nephew’s birthday)… wearing a red poncho that makes me look like Little Red Riding Hood. (To ward off the inevitable teasing, I brought it up first… by telling her Grandma, what big teeth you have. Did the trick.) Traipsed halfway across town to escort my brother-in-law’s niece home, not because I wanted to burn an extra half a calorie, but because it was a nice thing to do. Confirmed that the boat from China docked, and the containers with my book were unloaded. Also got the same form email as last time from Canon re: my camera. Ate some freakishly huge leaves from my “radish garden,” though there are no radishes in sight. Found out we had an unexpected guest, one who kept leaving the top up on the ice dispenser… which is better than the toilet seat. Caught up on Season 13 of America’s Next Top Model: I am a shameless addict. (And I want to know this: if this season is for girls 5’7 and under, and it’s generally open only to those 5’8 and over, what happens to us poor souls who are between 5’7 and 5’8? Lost in the shuffle? How very unfair.)
And this is the biggie: Realized that this Friday night is Rosh Hashana.
I do such an astoundingly thorough job of being in denial that I honestly did not realize it was coming this soon. All that food? All those people? For such an extended period of time? Not my idea of fun. I actually firmly believe that holidays — ALL holidays — were strictly designed with kids in mind. Of course. They get all the fun, the adults get all the work! Sometimes I wish I could be a kid again, just for a couple of days, so that I can experience loving holidays again instead of dreading them.
And I’m also in a state of hysteria — extremely controlled hysteria, but hysteria nonetheless — because it’s back to school tomorrow. I’d elaborate, but just thinking about it makes me dizzy.
Hope your week starts out on a great foot!