I have inadvertently taken another hiatus. But much has been keeping me so busy that the writing has fallen by the wayside.
One might be curious as to what has kept me so busy?
The yard has been righted for the growing season, with the exception of planting the 13 pumpkins seedlings that sprouted. That is correct. 13. No peppers. One zuchinni. 7 yellow squash. Some sunflowers that are long and leggy and probably not going to survive transplanting…and 13 pumpkins seedling that are THRIVING!
A trip to the nursery provided the annual annuals, which were all planted the same day. Boo-yah! Tomatoes are in the ground, pots are arranged around the patio in an ascetically pleasing manner, and all is right with my outside world. Including the first of the tall bearded iris blooming.
That same day, Wonderful Guy and I got the bikes out, blew the cobwebs off, put some air in the tires, and took them for a spin. While there has been no commuting, and it is the first of June, I am ready when 1) the weather is right, and 2) I am not getting ready to leave town, 3) nor recovering from a trip.
I played bunko this week. It was my last time as a substitute. A couple of women are moving, and I have been asked to become a regular regular, rather than a regular substitute. Gosh. I don’t know if I want all that responsibility and commitment, but I am taking it all. No more flying along on the coattails (and the housecleaning and the feeding of the snacks) of others.
I decided for the dresses I intend to wear for the Eldest’s wedding hoe-downs, as the garments were lined, and I was not going to be wearing hosiery, that some sort of ‘foundation garment’ was required. A bit of shopping found just the thing for the right price at one of our local outlet stores. Trying the foundation garment on, I wondered if the dress that I really wanted to wear to the wedding…the one I really needed to lose 5 pounds for...but for the life of me….even with my increased exercise regimen and efforts at decreasing intake (even as all those around me may lay claim to my occasional lapses with shortbread cookies, I cannot deny!)…would work.
Well. It does. So I took the newly purchased dress back for a refund, and now? I only need not gain anymore.
Sounds easy enough, doesn’t it?