My cup runneth over, and I feel grateful that I have the health and the energy to do so much each day. Lanyards, soccer, a little community organizing, helping with the NB Fun Run, getting Davis ready for grad school. Willie and Teddy make sure that I start each day right, with what used to be a brisk 25 minute walk around the lake. These days, it takes more like 45 minutes because we have to stalk the new temptress, seductress, harlot of the homestead, whore of Leisure Lake. That's right Mrs. Bun or, more likely, one of her tart-y daughters or granddaughters has taken up residence in the bamboo grove across from our house.
I can't really tell who it is because I walk when it is just getting light (and besides, it is pre-first cup of coffee in the morning). All I can see is her pouty lips smeared in "jungle red" or "red sinner" shades of lipstick and fake eyelashes batting coquettishly at the dogs when they run out to the yard. Whoever she is has her bodice laced tight enough to mimic the effect of a high-dollar push up bra. Apparently, she is a thief as well as a slut. As the dogs make the corner and head to the front yard, they inevitably find her purloining fallen pears. This send them into a frenzy. . . but clever girl she is, she bolts to the cover of the bamboo, where Willie can't easily pass and we are forced to spend the next twenty minutes sniffing the ground trying to pick up the scent of "White Shoulders" or whatever it is she wears.
Ah well. If I didn't have a forced slow start to the day, I would probably be worn out by this time of day and unable to blog effectively.
Anyway, the reason I logged on this evening was to let you know that I can not have the previously scheduled Last Chance, Back-to-School Lanyard Workshop this week. Davis leaves for Ohio State on Friday, and he is using much of the available space in the house to stage all his belongings for transport. Since we are having a large group over to meet with Chet on Saturday afternoon, I just don't have time to recover from Davis's packing, have lanyards, and get the house swell and clean by the next day. I know you will understand.
Here's what I suggest instead. On Friday, pour yourself a beverage of choice. Put your feet up, and start brain storming what we can do during the month of September with our lanyards to build awareness (Remember September is Pediatric Cancer Awareness Month). Maybe you want to host a workshop or take some lanyards to show around your workplace or your kids' schools. Maybe you want to host a bead drive. Maybe you want to think of something quite novel. Anyway, that's your assignment, if you choose to accept!
BUT if you have the itch to bead, you can stop by and get supplies this week. Call before you come.
P.S. Let me know if I owe you a lanyard! My workspace is a mess, and while I think I have mailed everything I was supposed to, I may have slipped up.