What do you want me to say?
I was on vacation (in one place or another [too lazy to link] for most of August) and now it's September and I'm getting MY ASS KICKED.
I'm incredibly busy at work (which I like very much) and my life at home is nearly as complicated!
I did manage to make a lovely Ginger Chicken this evening, and my family are all well, but I'm treading water over here!
The weather has turned and it's cool and dark in the morning.
My delicious AllSaints boots have given me terrible blisters (can you believe it?) and I WILL NOT wear my incredibly comfortable white sneakers as they are no longer IN SEASON.
Trivial though this may be, I find the wearing of linen/ white intolerable during this time of year. Sadly, I fear I will be forced to wear some sort of clog or mule tomorrow to work.
Woe is me.
Fortunately, for my continuing mental well-being (is that hyphenated?), Youngest has had a successful first few days of school. Though I have had some angst over Middle not returning to university I am attempting to divert myself with his pleasure over having purchased an iPhone - AND I DON'T EVEN LIKE iPHONES.
My mom came for dinner (the aforementioned Ginger Chicken) this evening. I hadn't seen her for a few weeks. She picked me up at the train station...
My boots have given me awful blisters, I said, pointing out my terribly chic slouchy new boots.
Really? she said, with a mild look of disdain. And they aren't especially attractive either - what WILL you do?
I do appreciate her candor.
Next week (on Wednesday) she'll bring a brisket and we'll watch the opening of Survivor.
One final note: this
is truly wonderful.
But pace yourself, two squares at a time are sufficient.