Not really since I gotta work the weekend before I can be off. As Risible Girl would say...."meh". This blog doesn't feel like home yet, but I'm working on making it that way. With homebound parents added to the feverish mix of perpetual motion here in our household, there is rarely time to concentrate on any one thing...especially relaxation. Graduation is two months away for BG and then we're off to the beach for a week. Not to whine or sound pitiful but DAMN it's been too long since we've had a vacation. All work and no play makes Poopie a very dull girl. More like a zombie on auto-pilot.
The landscape is slowly changing as well. Yesterday's pics were taken when our good friend in the beat up red Dodge truck attached chains to the ancient beams that held the sheds upright and gave it some gas. Many years of history now lie peacefully in a pile of wood and rusted tin. Sad, yet exciting all at the same time.
Yesterday was Hoother Marie's twenty fifty birthday and she will be dining a'la Pecan Lane this evening with her best buds. It's sort of questionable if I'll be able to stay up until she gets here from Nashvegas. Gotta hit the clock at 6AM for the next two days.
More later when I'm not chasing my tail.