Possumblog

Good grief, where has the day gone!?

Nearly 3:00 o'clock, and I haven't hit a lick at a snake all day.

Almost time for the weekend, which promises to be full of stuff, most important of which will be our trip down to Montgomery tomorrow to see Reba pick up her diploma. It's been quite a ride and I am very proud of her. I promise to take pictures.

As for other stuff, I would dearly love to be able to get some sleep. We've been up late all week, either with doing stuff for the kids, or supervising the kids as they do their homework that should have already been done, or making class Non-Specific Celebratory Season party foods or trinkets, or going shopping for things for Santa to give out. I'm worn out, which explains at least a part of why Possumblog has had something of a drowsy (and misspelly) quality to it the last few weeks. I realize it would be much more entertaining if I had that manic, punch-drunk quality going on like I have in the springtime when the sap's rising along with the skirt hems, but it's just been difficult to get quite as slaphappy with the shorter days and even shorter periods of restful sleep. And, of course, the lack of rising sap.

Anyway, I intend to make the best of things this tiring weekend, and promise not to go to sleep while driving. Much. NONE! None at all. At least while anyone else is in the car.

OH, by the way, I did a quick update on Francesca over on her blog--she's doing okay, although as predicted, in a pretty fair tub of hurt at the moment, so do please remember her. AND, in another bit of good news, it looks like our old pal Charles Austin is cranking the ol' "Scourging of Richie the C." machine back up again (along with buying a whole company--and I thought I had a Moron Project going!) Good for him! And you!

SO, all of you have a good weekend, and if I am sufficiently awake come Monday, I figure I'll tell you what all happens.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at December 16, 2005 03:13 PM