Wednesday, July 15, 2009
"My Summer Vacation"
Kathleen has noted that I "haven't been around the neighborhood much lately," which is true. VGrrrrl noted in a recent post that the blogging world seems a little quiet and wondering if it was a seasonal phenomenom. To be honest, I have been reading in the neighborhood, just not much commenting. By way of explanation, here is my essay on "What I Did on My Summer Vacation."---
After 17 years of doing NOTHING with this house, Hubby has decided that NOW is the time. So, we're looking at paint chips(adobe cream, Sherwood Forest green) for the porches and trim, and metal roof companies, and deciding on whether to repaint or strip the front doors and go with the wood(wood).
He also hates mowing the front yard and has been moving towards a natural habitat that involves a lot of violets-gone-wild over the lawn and, basically, weeds. With the assistance of several federal mediators from Washington we've reached a compromise--mow a path through the natural habitat and give me spaces to plant some wildflowers and butterfly bushes. Now I'm obsessed with remembering where native wildflowers can be found in my forays around town. And I have poison ivy.
Since we're looking into travel nursing in the next two years, I figure I can use the time to review all the critical care nursing stuff that I have forgotten the details of in the past thirty years. So, I'm studying the CCRN exam(critical care RN)book which begins with the chapter on Cardiology. And sarcolemmas. And ATP/ADP and phosphorylation. I'm still on page 12...
However, I'm on page 436 of The Autobiography of Henry VIII and have become obsessed with all things Tudor, especially Showtime's DVDs, The Tudors. Purely for a love of history. Yep. Love that history.
And as all summers require, I drive and wander around the town quite a lot. HoneyHaired is presently volunteering at a daycamp and needs to get there and back. And my 84 year old mother has required multiple doctors' appointments which mean Hubby or I, or both, drive her there and back and sit and sit and sit. (Thus page 436 of good old Henry. Thanks, buddy, for the intrigue. Really, really appreciate it).
I've considerably increased my intake of Advil with a Pilates class on the Sundays I don't work, swing/bebop/shag on Tuesday nights, and ballet on Thursdays. Can't remember the steps to save my life, but what-the-hell-ever.
Not dancing related, but saw the opera, Ainadamar, with HoneyHaired last Saturday and have tickets for all of us to see Carmen next Sunday. And I'm hoping today's rain sticks around and we can see Harry Potter tonight. In case of sun we shall be seeing the free Concert on the Green this evening. Tango, I believe.
Hope your summers are refreshing and not gas guzzling, though it's hard to be both. Most of all I hope everyone is enjoying these lazy, crazy days of summer as best they can. HoneyHaired starts back to school August 11, so ours feels a bit compressed at the moment. And, in thirty minutes it's time to pick her up again...