Lazy Days of Summer - Plus Yarn
And, please, if there's anything cuter than a kid with a saxophone, I don't know what it is. Back in my day, no one I knew, except Clarence Clemons (and I didn't really know him, of course, I just knew OF him), played saxophone. Not kids, anyway...
Where the heck was I? Oh, so Susie heads out each morning for the band camp carpool and I spend the next 4 hours exercising plus getting all the cooking, housecleaning, laundry, and yard work done.
Ha, ha, ha. No, I don't do that. That's what I should be doing. And, to be fair, I did generate this pile of weeds today:
|This took way more effort than it looks|
Hey, Twitter wasn't going to read itself, you know.
This, my friends, feels like true luxury to me - after all these years of having to be uber-efficient in order to stave off utter havoc, things are not quite so urgent anymore. If something doesn't get done right away, it no longer precipitates a slide into chaos so great that we can't recover. It's taken Larry and I a few years to get used to this new state of affairs, but it is definitely growing on us. I mean, it's gotten to the point where we can't even figure out how we survived those 2 decades of having young kids in the house. Barfing young kids, to boot...
That said, I do have a knitting deadline this week. Our local yarn store gives prizes each quarter if you make something using yarn they sold you. So I'm hurrying to finish my current love, because apparently I respond only to rewards at this point. While I'm kitchenering my cowl, though, could someone please identify this lone flower I discovered in our yard while I was weeding?
|I haven't even managed to kill it yet.|
Petunia? Morning Glory? A confused dandelion?
[Clarence image: Wikipedia]