My compressed calendar has unwound a bit, though I still have miles to go before I sleep. When it has to do with advocating and supporting childhood cancer research, my first inclination is to say "Yes" then figure out how to do whatever it is that the requester has asked. This is my Erin's Dream Lanyards mantra and it carries over into my world of public policy advocacy.
This explains how I found myself driving 500 miles roundtrip last week to do training for camp counselors and a workshop for Presbyterian women, coming home to rest overnight, then flying to the West Coast to set up at Max's Touch-A-Truck.
Bright and early Saturday morning I wedged myself between this horse trailer:
and this rainbow muscle car:
This convertible completed the triangle:
Walter and I took a few days to catch our breath and enjoy the mild California weather (and truthfully, to avoid the harsh Texas temps, humidity, pollen, and drought). See how quickly we catch on?
I'm using free wifi in the San Diego airport to make this post. We're headed home. On Thursday, I leave again for West Texas to train another 60 camp counselors how to make Erin's Dream Lanyards so they can shepherd Flaming Arrow campers through the process all summer. By Friday, I'll be back home, frantically cleaning the house (which I haven't touched in the last month) preparing Chez Buenger for the state visit of the young prince, who will arrive on Saturday for a weeklong trip.
I hope I can stuff the beads that have overflowed into his room back in the "bead room." Luckily, after the last week there are many fewer to store. I sent them to camp for the summer and the lucky ones have moved to California.