Vacation at home

I have spent the week at home. It has been rather enjoyable. I have cleaned, organized, relaxed, cleaned, mowed the lawn, watched TV, cleaned, worked in the yard, and frankly enjoyed my time alone.

Michelle and I decided to make a summer investment of an above ground pool. Since I have a large dog, we put the pool in her backyard. Two solid days of shoveling sand and we finally had a level surface to put the pool on. Go us. This afternoon I took a nice dip and time for a good read.

I sound so dull. I have nothing to say really. I will try to work on that. I am sure I will have some bit gossip or venting when I get back to work tomorrow... We will see...

Thoughts from Israel

So Dylan sent a couple of photos this morning. This is one of them. Among his notes for the day, I was instructed to "toughen up, use my anger, and picnic more". I really love this man. I hope he is having fun and not getting shot. It seems those recent Hamas killings are painfully close.

7 weeks and counting.

Dylan has been gone two weeks. Two long weeks. (Only 7 to go). I have now found a new reason to wish his return comes sooner, the lawn. While I should know that the lawn is not out to get me, I really do wonder if each blade of grass is holding a grudge against me. I don't think it would be that bad if I were not allergic to grass. It only takes one hour to mow the entire lawn. The problem is that it takes 6 to mildly recover. I have learned however that if I take a dose of Benedryl 30 minutes before I leave the house, then when it sets in and makes me overly hyper and jittery the physical exertion of mowing seems much more a distraction than a chore. After I mow, however, I wish for death and can usually be found laying on the cold tile of my house for two hours with a wet rag on my head trying to make the throbbing stop. I cannot wait until Cecelia is old enough to mow...


Other than that, life is moving along. I have taken 4 geography quizzes and one test. The class is rather dull and my only complaint is the fact that because it is online the dates of assignments and tests follow no logical pattern. I believe quiz 5 is due on Saturday. Very odd. Oh well. All things considered, I can't complain too terribly much. My "test" took me a grand total of 13 minutes to finish. And this class alone is the ONLY thing keeping my from my social studies certification. Scary.

After a complete and utter disregard for my wheat allergy, I am once again back on the wheatless bandwagon. So if you love me, don't offer to treat me to anything that has it involved, most likely I will succumb to peer pressure only to regret it later. Angela, my boss, reminds me that it can be correlated to an addiction and I need to treat it as such. Fall off the wagon, get back on, try again. And I know not an addiction in the drug variety but in the mental dependency of love the stuff it is everywhere, surely a bite won't hurt me. HA! I realized it was time to start over when I woke up and could not open a coke top my hands hurt so bad and sitting indian style was an impossibility. I don't miss too much. Cake mainly. But who wants to actually have their cake AND eat it too?

I'm a delinquent. I admit it.

I am trying to think what all has happened in the last two weeks. Basically, Dylan left for the summer. Yep, that sums most of what has been going on. Today is officially the one week mark. Only eight more to go. I don't think I was terribly mopy until this weekend. Arthur had Cecelita so I was here alone, with my thoughts. Which wasn't all bad, actually I would be lying if I said it was anything other than wonderful. I read all weekend. Literally ALL weekend.

Marcus, my brother-in-law mentioned that the Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyer, was worth a read. They are actually in the young adult section, but I readily admit I devoured them all the same. I ordered the first one weeks ago and it has been sitting in my kitchen. Immediately upon finishing it, I raced to Barnes & Noble and grabbed the second and third. I finished the second in one sitting and forced myself to ignore the third until I had done my homework and studied for my Geology test.

Yes, I am taking a summer class. How is it going you ask? Well, it is terribly dreary to take a class online, but I am completely certain I made the right decision.

I am such a girl. I do not think that is a bad thing. But present nonetheless. I am watching Pride and Prejudice and quietly missing my dear Dylan. Oh well. I am starting to get into the routine of the summer. The only thing I have not quite mastered is the lawn. That escapes me. I have to mow it tomorrow. Unless someone would like to do it for me...