I'm So Far Behind, I'll Never Catch Up
Saturday, July 08, 2006
I still haven't even posted my recap from Impromptu Blogger Meet-Up 2006... Things have been busy. In the past two weeks I have:
--Been thrown a surprise party by my fabulous friends, early enough that I had positively no idea anything was up.
--Been given a pig kazoo at said party, which will officially go down as the best gift ever.
--Been promoted and given many new responsibilities at work, which is both thrilling and terrifying and means I'll be even busier, but good stuff nonetheless.
--Built a sandcastle with my adorable 4-year-old cousin, who, when we put the flag in the top, wrapped his chubby little hands around my neck, buried his head in my shoulder, and sighed, "You're beautiful."
--Been informed by my uncle numerous times that I am "full of as much shit as your father", which in my family is one hell of a compliment.
--Hit a golf ball at my father, by accident of course, which missed his head by maybe three inches, eliciting the response, "Hey, whatever happened to fore?"
--Gone sailing.
--Gone motorboating.
--Eaten too much ice cream. (Well, when I tally it up, it sounds like too much. But I think I speak the truth when I say you can never truly have too much ice cream.)
--Celebrated my actual birthday with my extended family of 15 adults and 5 children under 8, complete with a rousing round of Pin the Tail on the Donkey. When you've all had a few cocktails, trust me, this is as much fun for the adults as it is for the kids.
--Danced on stage with a tambourine to a local (and legendary) band, along with my friend's sister, while all 40 people we came with cheered. Um, fun. And, yes, there was some beer involved.
I'm on vacation with my family up in northern Michigan, and have been for a week now. The weather is beautiful, my family is hilarious and healthy and fun, and I've been reconnecting with old friends as I do every year at this time. I'm so happy and lucky to have a place and people like this in my life, and I can already feel the lump forming when I think about leaving on Monday. That starts two phases. One: reentry, where I hate my life and walk around the city wondering why the hell I'm not a teacher so that I can spend all summer here. Two: countdown to July 4, 2007.
I'll be back next week, rested, tannish, and dreaming of Up North. See you then!
--Been thrown a surprise party by my fabulous friends, early enough that I had positively no idea anything was up.
--Been given a pig kazoo at said party, which will officially go down as the best gift ever.
--Been promoted and given many new responsibilities at work, which is both thrilling and terrifying and means I'll be even busier, but good stuff nonetheless.
--Built a sandcastle with my adorable 4-year-old cousin, who, when we put the flag in the top, wrapped his chubby little hands around my neck, buried his head in my shoulder, and sighed, "You're beautiful."
--Been informed by my uncle numerous times that I am "full of as much shit as your father", which in my family is one hell of a compliment.
--Hit a golf ball at my father, by accident of course, which missed his head by maybe three inches, eliciting the response, "Hey, whatever happened to fore?"
--Gone sailing.
--Gone motorboating.
--Eaten too much ice cream. (Well, when I tally it up, it sounds like too much. But I think I speak the truth when I say you can never truly have too much ice cream.)
--Celebrated my actual birthday with my extended family of 15 adults and 5 children under 8, complete with a rousing round of Pin the Tail on the Donkey. When you've all had a few cocktails, trust me, this is as much fun for the adults as it is for the kids.
--Danced on stage with a tambourine to a local (and legendary) band, along with my friend's sister, while all 40 people we came with cheered. Um, fun. And, yes, there was some beer involved.
I'm on vacation with my family up in northern Michigan, and have been for a week now. The weather is beautiful, my family is hilarious and healthy and fun, and I've been reconnecting with old friends as I do every year at this time. I'm so happy and lucky to have a place and people like this in my life, and I can already feel the lump forming when I think about leaving on Monday. That starts two phases. One: reentry, where I hate my life and walk around the city wondering why the hell I'm not a teacher so that I can spend all summer here. Two: countdown to July 4, 2007.
I'll be back next week, rested, tannish, and dreaming of Up North. See you then!
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