Well, same ol' stuff--laundry and yardwork. The latter is going to have to be a sure thing this weekend, though, because the grass is getting a little too uppity and thinking it runs the place. Bad enough that the mimosa and honeysuckle and poison ivy and wild hedge and poison oak actually do, I don't need my derned lawn turning on me, too. And laundry, like it was last week, is going to be mostly a me-proposition what with Reba having armneckback spasms. At least I do have the good sense to actively make the children help, rather than simply try to employ passive guilt toward them. Yes, they SHOULD be eager and willing to take time from their busy schedules to help their longsuffering parents with such chores, but you know, they get distracted by coming up with ways not to help. Sometimes it pays to help them by reminding them a little. And loudly.
Biggest thing I'm hoping for is to go to sleep early tonight, and being able to wake up in the morning without being jolted awake by someone turning on cartoons at 6 a.m. Might have to have a little meeting about that tonight before everyone beds down.
SO, anyway, a life rich in excitement awaits along the Pinchgut--all of you have a great weekend and we'll talk to you Monday.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at October 6, 2006 04:27 PM