Well, two days later, it would appear that, if I am not talking about Paris, then I have nothing to say. Nothing could be farther from the truth, of course; I have lot's to say, and, some of it even makes sense.
I've been busy, y'all. Busy, busy, busy.
Mom arrived for a visit last Monday and we started a whirlwind baseball tour that took us to three games in far-off communities as well as home for one game. We also had a double-header scheduled for Saturday, but, Mother Nature begged to disagree and she snowed us out, which, ended up being a blessing in disguise, because, at Thursday's game, the Man-Cub caught a rogue grounder that somehow managed to tear the fingertip off his middle finger. And, yes, it was as gross as it sounds. Luckily, the wound was mainly superficial and required only bandaging and a few jokes about being in a state of perpetually flipping people off.
The school Athletic Director started it, I swear.
Anyway, the break was good for the Cub and he should be healed sufficiently to play in tomorrow's games, which, Mom won't actually get to see since she left this morning.
Of course, baseball wasn't the only activity that we enjoyed while Mom was here (I am a slightly better hostess than that), we also did some shopping, and, I'm happy to report; Mom left with several pieces for an adorable spring/summer wardrobe. She also got to spend some time with The Teenager, who decided to drive down for the weekend, and, she got to cook dinner every night. It doesn't get much better than that, am I right?
Seriously though, I really appreciated not having to cook, because, not only was the Cub's baseball schedule full, but my work load was as well, and, coming home to a meal that I didn't have to prepare was a huge blessing. Everyone should be so lucky.
Speaking of being blessed; the Man-Cub was nominated for-and accepted to-National Honor Society last week. The installation ceremony is scheduled for this Tuesday and I am so excited! I can now brag about both of my babies being Honor students. That makes me smart by association, right?
Now, I need to sign off, because, one of my duties for Day Job is the completion of a training manual, and, I'm supposed to have it done before this coming Wednesday. Guess who hasn't started yet?
Didn't have to be an honor student to figure that one out.