I've gotten out of the blogging groove. I find that I'm prone to it when my schedule is off. And it's been seriously off.
So I think the only thing left to do is admit it and move on. So there it is.
The weekend was good, and surprisingly busy considering that we had been on the go for a solid week. Spyder declared that Sunday was the Best Day Ever, but I think that's because it ended with fishing at the pond. He still hasn't caught a thing -- ever -- but he has fun baiting and casting.
Yesterday was a complete at-home day, resting and catching up on chores. The midday temperatures have reached the "severe" stage, so it's better for us to do indoor activities anyway. Spyder is working on a Nancy Drew game, The White Wolf of Icicle Creek, so he's happy to stay home and inside. Sass is perfectly happy playing with her stuffed animals or helping me in the kitchen (yesterday - chicken salad; today - rice krispies), so it was a win-win situation.
Today I think we'll go out for something though, even if it's just the library. I have books that are due anyway, and I need to report Spyder's lost book.
And then tonight, I'm planning to talk Skeeter into roller skating.