Woke up this morning around 3:00 am, you, know…my usual wake-up time, and thought to myself, “I have got to just get on with it. So, I am. *disclaimer: I actually fell back asleep after an hour or so and slept til 8:00.
I stumbled down the stairs tripping all over the kitties, made myself a big, fat pot of coffee and was just getting ready to pour that first sweet cup of nectar of the gods when My Man and Wild Boy (who was barefoot, in jammie pants and tee shirt) walked in with Starbucks aplenty. They had just dropped off my…um…Wild Boy’s Red Jeep to have it aligned and stuff following the Big Eleven Hour Lift Kit Installation Extravaganza from Saturday. If I’m on facebook, email and blogging a lot after midnight tonight you will know it was the Venti Verona and pot of coffee from this morning.
It is currently 8:49 and I have
wasted spent the last 49 minutes catching up on The Twitter, Facebook and my Google Reader list which includes way too many blogs. *mental note…cull blog list in Google Reader sometime in this lifetime.
I have a ton of things to do today, so I know all the caffeine will be put to good use, but I have yet to begin any of it. Mostly because, although I’m ready to get on with it, I’m mulling over school starting tomorrow, a wicked few days at the office getting everything done and leaving for Roanoke on Thursday for a few days. Dad is having back surgery on Friday, if y’all wouldn’t mind tossing up some prayers for him and for the three worry-infested women in his life, I would so appreciate it. I always say I’m going to take my time on the trip down 81…stop at the Amish Market, grab Apple Fritters at Johnny Appleseed, etc., but I usually make a bee-line to exit 150 with one quick stop in Staunton for gas and poddy break. Two stops if I’m driving the truck…which I expect to be since…”It’s a Hemi.” Dude, you have never driven a vehicle until you’ve driven one with a Hemi Engine. It has this magical mind reading connection with my foot and brain that even before I begin to accelerate it knows and kicks into Hemi-Light-Speed. Periodically, when some idiot is doing the speed limit in the left lane, I will finally
blow pass them and will tell Suri to text My Man the following three words: “It’s a Hemi.” That’s all I have to say. He gets it.
So, back to all I need to do today. The other day I posted on Facebook all of the yummy deliciousness I am cooking and baking today. A handful of neighbor families, plus a few extras, are coming over for a cookout. It’s supposed to rain all afternoon and evening as in downpour and storm. We’ll make it work, I’m sure. But in case you missed my cooking/baking list on FB, here it is: Pineapple Sheet Cake, Crock Pot Mac n’ Cheese, Killer Baked Beans and Feta, Mozzarella Spinach Thingies. There’s a ton of cleaning and laundry to do because, did I mention…tomorrow is the first day of school!
Thanks for hanging in there with me. I know it’s been kind of heavy around here…but I feel like I have to be honest with y’all and tell it like it is. Sometimes, it’s hard to remember all of the good stuff going on and easier to focus on all of the ugliness smacking us in the face. I’m not saying it’s right and I’m certainly not saying it’s the way to go, but sometimes…it is what it is.
Love you guys. Chat soon.