You know that time in the summer when all your neighbors are coming and going on vacation and you can’t keep track of who’s home when? Well that’s how I feel about you all right now. Add to that this incestuous business of guest blogging, where you abandon your own and go marching off to Tennesee or Seattle…Yeesh! And I’ll admit, I’ve been sort of higglety pigglety, too. The garden’s run amok, the dock is still sinking, the AC guy came- finally- and then there’s the girl. I could have written an entire post in the the time I spent sitting on the upstairs landing sobbing and braiding the hair of the American Doll that was made to look just like her green-eyed self. This is ridiculous.
The combination of her going to college and having a guest this coming week is the incentive to start packing away her childhood- okay, enough. I can’t write that. Anyway, we have a guest artist staying with us for the duration of the Art Fair and he arrives tonight for set up tomorrow. Believe when I say this town turns inside out for Art Fair and I will keep you posted.
Right now I leave you with this feeble list I found on my PDA. I jotted these down once in the middle of the night and the memo got transferred from my lap top to the PDA and I noticed it today while waiting in line at the bank. This is the whack stuff I think to write about. Anything sound particularly interesting to you? Let me know and I’ll get to work.
Complaints about my boss and her unwillingness to give me any benefits, let alone a gold watch
Daniel, caulk and Big League Chew
Starter People- a series
My best recipe for creme brulee and other food you can torch
pitfalls, pratfalls and precautionary notes on psychotherapy
Bad associations to the Mall- weaning Daniel, "can I nurse you now?"
vs weaning TD
more on FG’s lizard and now his ground hog
an entire post with no spele check and a whole dasy wroth of dyslexid spellinf without correction