Looking at the date of my last blog entry, I realize that it has been nearly a month since The Appalachian Witch last made an appearance. I would like to pretend it is because I've been relaxing in a nice spa somewhere or that I've been involved in deep meditation at a remote monastery, listening to the harmonious Gregorian chant of the resident monks, and now I'm back with a refreshed spirit, ready to face the challenges of everyday life with a calm but energetic demeanor.
The truth is, however, I'm barely keeping the men in the White Jackets at bay.
Okay, it's really not that bad. I've had some truly LAZY moments in between running around like a mad woman. Moscato and books have been my good friends. What types of books? They vary between mindless entertainment and historical research. Vampires...the Black Death...werewolves...medical history...the subjects don't necessarily go together, although now that I think about it, it MIGHT be rather entertaining.
Parenting Stuff from the Witch and the Czech Pecker: The only thing to add this evening is that they get WAAAAAAAY too excited when Granddaddy is coming to visit. He will be here tomorrow afternoon for several events happening this week--Grandparents' Day at St. Joseph's on Wednesday through J.P.'s birthday on Saturday--and they are bouncing off the walls this evening. I believe the Czech Pecker is about to lose either his Czech or his Pecker. I'm afraid to ask which.
To make up for the human kids' insanity, the Huskies are eerily silent this evening. I worry when they are this quiet. It makes me wonder what they are planning. I fully expect to find a hole to Siberia tomorrow morning to match the one they've already dug in their attempt to dig to Alaska.
2 comments:
Well, we know that for CP to lose his P wouldn't be good (for him OR you). But how would he lose the C?
I don't know...I suppose they could drive him to become Polish!
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