really, there are no good excuses


I've been slacking. I'm in over my head right now trying to get ready for Sock Summit, and I'm feeling it.

It started this last week; the Fourth of July weekend completely laid me out. Our neighbors were letting off fireworks at all hours starting Thursday evening through to… well, so far, last night, and while I cognitively know the difference between some redneck letting off a bunch of M-80s in his backyard and real gunfire, it would appear the rest of me isn't so clear. Maybe next year we can go camping, or something; I like the cooking out/ potato salad/ bonfire in the evening bit of things. Yeah- camping. In Canada. That sounds pretty boss. There's no Lee Greenwood in Canada, right? It seems like a sensible place; there's got to be a law against Lee Greenwood up there.

Outside of that, I'm frantically dyeing yarn, and scheduling vet appointments, and working with mechanics, and trying to run a home/ raise a kid/ participate in my marriage/ be a good sibling/ maintain friendships. I can't wait til we get to the getting- in- the- van- and- getting- there part. I need some yoga, and a massage, and some deep breathing, already. I need to knit some socks and bake some brownies, I think. I'll pencil that in for the weekend.

  One thought on “really, there are no good excuses

  1. Mia
    July 13, 2009 at 3:02 pm

    Your mind knows you are here but at the same time it is still not back. My neighbors are red necks too and when they started firing off their fire crackers at2 am, I called the cops on them. No more problem, But camping in Canada sounds better for you.

  2. July 17, 2009 at 7:32 pm

    Sarah – You made me laugh out loud with the Lee Greenwood song! I know *exactly* what you mean!!! I have spent my entire adult life with the USAF and that somehow seems to have become the DoD theme song.
    Thanks for visiting my blog and for the reminder about Smitten Kitchen, which I do enjoy. It will have to be a sub for Orangette for a while.

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