The Man-Cub started baseball. He has practice three nights a week, games two nights a week and two games on Saturdays. He also attends basketball practice/open gym four days a week and will be attending a basketball camp out of town later in the week. He wants to get a job. He is an over-achiever.
The Teenager is still working at the pizza parlor. She starts volleyball practice next week. She has scheduled several college tours in the coming weeks and she has two or three volleyball camps to attend as well. Then, there is her social life, which, keeps her as busy as she can find time for.
My plans for frequent Porch Nights are being threatened, as are Hugh's plans for numerous lazy days spent on the lake.
One thing I will not give up is my planned trip to Mayberry for Stampede. Nor will I miss Girl's Weekend, which, fingers crossed, will take place sometime in June. I need those two things like a fish needs water or a like Lucy needed Ethel.
In the meanwhile, I guess I will invest in sunscreen for the plethora of hours that I will be spending in the bleachers at the ball park as well as enough sunflower seeds to fuel the entire baseball team, since I know how quickly the Cub goes through them. And, if I am lucky, I will manage two or three Porch Nights.
Guess I'll have to make the most of them when they happen.