well that week whisked by at mach speed. for an old dude, father time can move.
we now have tickets to addis; we’ll leave may 13th and arrive at night on the 14th. even though i’ve worked out in my head how far we are from the horn of africa, the miles only began to sink in when i studied our itinerary and exclaimed to the mister: this is nearly two trips to hawaii! get out! (i did not actually say the ‘get out’ part, but i should have. it’s very exclamatory.)
the cherry tree out back has bloomed like so much popcorn. on balmy days bees swarm the skunk-scented blossoms, which makes me think they are either resolute in their pollination duties, or else lacking proper noses. poor guys.
i am working on a now-late birthday something for my youngest sister in law, and in allegiance to my lifelong MO, it’s taking roughly twelve times longer than i’d planned. however. if it turns out even a smidge of the awesome that it is in my head, this will be time well spent.
i have officially learned to love lentils. now to convince the rest of the fam. (sort, rinse, simmer, drain. then cook in a bit of oil with onions, garlic, cumin and tomato sauce. serve with salsa and crispy quesadillas.)
(not a picture of lentils, but still sparkly, right? if only my brain would give me advance notice on what odd thing i'm going to find blog-worthy at the end of the week. then i could Photograph Appropriately.)
there’s nothing like a looming court date to make one stare down one’s wardrobe until it twitches. i’m to don business attire and quiet dress shoes, but as a mum who works from home, such things do not live in my closet. (do i own anything that would pass as dress shoes? for that matter, do i own a pair of shoes less than seven years old? um, that would be a negative on both counts.) luckily, i have spotted a dress shirt on clearance and some quietish shoes on ebay. please do not outbid me.
i am a list-maker. it’s entwined with my dna. and let me tell you, this week has been sheer nirvana as i jot and revise lists for everything under the sun: packing, grandma watching our current four, pre-trip tasks, contents for our littlest’s photo book, donations, immunizations. i’m near the point of needing lists of my lists, whereby i will promptly float off on a cloud of happy.
i am dreadfully behind on all forms of correspondence. if i owe you a phone call, email, fb message, or if i haven’t popped in at your space since caesar augustus had his day, please kindly bear with me. i will, in fact, get this carnival running smoothly. probably. perhaps. there’s like a one in three chance.