Lately there's been hard decisions to face, among then this: sleep or blog. I tell you now, in case you haven't noticed, sleep has been winning. It nearly bet out blogging again tonight, but I found a shred of motivation in all the things I've been meaning to write down but haven't.

I'll start with Girls' Weekend. We went to Carbondale, IL for a little get away the other weekend, and while it may not be a mecca of culture and excitement, I had a fantastic time. We had many adventures, not the least of which were questing for small arms ammunition and tiaras (in the same stop), navigating twisting hilly roads with a strict "no vomiting" rule in place, and (nearly) having a young man strip atop our dinner table. I think it's safe to say a good time was had by all, even if they don't remember it.

It was my first time out of town without Elliot since Karl died, and I had anticipated far more dread than I actually felt. I found myself relaxing and enjoying the great company, lovely scenery, and fascinating culture (did I mention the Meat Festival??) in Carbondale.

Next, we move up a little higher - to the roof in fact. I have a new one, which I hope my insurance will be reimbursing me for soon. They put the down payment on it, but until I get the final check I will remain skeptical that they are in fact covering the majority of the replacement. I'm just not typically that lucky. The new fascia and gutters go up early next week, and I'm very excited about the whole thing. Next project: Rain Barrel. Let me know if you know where to get one cheap.

Sometimes it occurs to me, on Saturdays mostly, that I don't get "out" a whole lot. We were busy today with the garage sale at my Mom's house, then I came home inspired to get rid of even more, and cleared out a full shelf unit from the garage. I fed Elliot, and we got a bath, and now he's asleep. Somewhere in there was the realization that, yeah, this is Saturday night, and I can't think of anything I'd rather be doing than just exactly what I did today - spend lots of time with my favorite boy.

Oh, and I made bunt cake. The spell checker doesn't want me to make bundt cake, so there you have it. My day in a nut shell, er, bundt pan.

:)