I've not been very communicative here the last few days. It started last Friday when FB and I went down to New Yak for a weekend at the book fair, and then this week we have the new Spring catalog out, and folks are actually buying books -go figure. You come up for air and it's 9:30 Tuesday night.
It doesn't get less frenetic from here- this coming weekend everyone descends on us for February Birthday Weekend. It's like this- my birthday, my mother's birthday, my unlce and cousin's birthdays (on my father's side) and two nieces and aunt's birthday (on FB's side) all fall in February. Hence February Birthday Weekend.
Yeah, I know, I know, but we always hold February Birthday Weekend in April or May. HayZues Fucking Cristos, have you got any idea what the weather is like around here in February? Think anyone wants to drive then? I don' think so...
So everyone is here Saturday, and the house is a mess. The yard looks nice, though. It's our first spring at Foggygates, and we've got God's ownshitload of flowering trees and shrubs. I have to take some photos. When it's not raining it's quite spectacular.
So, I gotta go and get some more work done.
Hang in there, everyone.