Yesterday, day 27 of summer, was one of those one-day-blends-into-the-others kind of days. Errands, dishes, laundry, exercise etc. Went outside to sit and read for a bit and cranked up the umbrella on my deck so I could use my Kindle. Take a wild guess what fell out of the umbrella! I bet you know!
Seriously? Really, frogs and toads don’t bother me but I’m starting to wonder…
Did I ever tell you that story of my 3- or 4-year-old self with the little toad? Probably not, it’s kind of gross. My parents moved out of the city and into the suburbs when I was about 3 years old. I remember being delighted with my new bedroom, all my own, and my yard and all the wonderful things it contained. Apparently one day in my excitement to show my mother the little toad I’d just found, I squeezed it just a little too hard. Poor thing’s guts squeezed right out of its mouth in my grip. Maybe “frog karma” is finding its way around to me!
Today, day 28 of summer – 4 weeks out of school and hubby’s birthday. Bought this fabulous looking cake at our local Big Y supermarket:
This is for dessert tonight and we are having slow-cooked brisket (this link will take you to a guest post I did about our recipe over at my sister’s old blog) and “loaded” baked potato salad for dinner. I used ranch dressing to mix up with the potatoes and added in red onions, bacon, chives, and shredded cheese for the “loaded” part.
This picture has absolutely nothing to do with what I am blogging about today, but here it is anyway:
Cedric took my spot here at the computer this morning when I got up to let the dogs in. Looks like he’d like my cup of coffee as well.
Scattered thunderstorms. Flash flood and possible tornado watches. High humidity.
The dog days are definitely not over, but they seem to have arrived. I’m not one to complain about warm temperatures as you know. I do complain, however, about any kind of weather that keeps me inside. I told Robin this morning that I was wondering if you can have cabin fever in the summer. Bearyweather said for sure you can. Things aren’t as bad here as it sounds like it is in northern Minnesota right now, but I’m definitely getting antsy. My injured back (on the mend) and now the weather are conspiring I’m sure. Tomorrow’s forecast is no better.
Yesterday, day 25, I worked on and finished the project I referenced in my second to last post. I don’t think the person this project is for will find their way to this blog post, but to be on the safe side, I’ll wait to show it to you on a different day. Here’s where I spent most of the day yesterday:
My old-fashioned but still working scanner is on the end table just past my computer. Photo albums are scattered about the table, more than you can see in the shot. I’m quite happy with the results of the project and hope the recipient likes it just as much when I have the chance to present it.
Today, day 26, is an inside-y kind of day too. I went out and did some errands to at least get out of the house for a while, but now I’m back in, looking out at the rain.
As I said to Robin in my comment, I’m definitely looking for some adventuring. Planning to seek some out in the days to come, weather-permitting!
Day 24, stung again.
It seems to happen with such regularity in the summer now that I come to expect it. Yellow jackets start building nests in the ground in my lawn, I run over the entrance with my lawn mower and piss them off, then I get stung! I wrote about it happening for the first time here. Last year I had one stuck in my hair and got zapped on my head over and over again. Had a nasty headache for the rest of the day. Today wasn’t too bad, one on the knee and one on my stomach. The pain is gone now and I’m left with that annoying itch.
Yesterday, day 23, Z words stuck out for me.
Started the day with Zumba class.
While I cooked burgers on the grill for lunch, I noticed my zinnias have really taken off this year. Especially these hot pink and orange ones.
There’s one creamy yellow one that kind of stands out from the crowd.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen one this color before.
A little project sprang to mind yesterday too. It has to do with catharsis and closure. No Z words there, but I will be going through about a zillion photos to complete it!
Those are many of my old fashioned photo albums. You can’t see all that I have in the house, but those are the ones I determined have photos in them I want to consider for the project. Many will have to be scanned because I either never stored them online, can’t find where they were online, were contained on a long-since-dead hard drive or were taken before I’d gone completely digital. I’ll tell you more about the project as I get further along. Some of you can probably guess what it is about.
Heartbroken. It was all I could think when I heard the news today, day 22.
Our dance teacher has decided to close her studio doors. Her own children are of an age where she has decided she needs to be home with them and the hours a dance studio must keep do not allow this for the parent of school-aged children. It was a heartbreaking, devastating decision for her and for us. This place has been a huge part of our lives for 16 years. Sarah was, of course, looking forward to finishing her senior year of high school while participating in her last full year of dance in the place that she has loved her whole life. It was so much more than a place where my daughters and I took dance lessons; it was our home away from home, a place where many friendships were born and grew and flourished.
I didn’t take any photos today, but I realized I never shared any of the shots I took at dress rehearsal this year. I perhaps would have been better about gathering some extra, more poignant shots had I known this was to be our last dress rehearsal and recital for the Karrie-Lyn Studio of Dance. I don’t have the joy in my heart today to give these photos the proper editing job they deserve, so I am presenting them here SOOC.
Sarah’s jazz solo, “Round and Round” by Ratt
Meghan’s “college girls return” tap dance to “Black Betty” by Ram Jam
Sarah’s ballet dance to the Arabian music from the Nutcracker Suite
Sarah’s lyrical dance to “New York State of Mind” by Billy Joel
Sarah’s jazz dance to “Applause” by Lady GaGa….
… that our dance teacher just happened to have a spare costume for that just happened to fit Meghan
I’ve been out of school for 3 weeks already. This time of year passes much more quickly than the winter, don’t you think?
Sarah and I spent some time together today. She is having her senior portraits taken next week, so of course that meant a little shopping. After choosing a few things, we popped over to Panera Bread for lunch.
I’ve been hoping that once the house renovations that we started last year get moving again, I might be able to get some new furniture. For the heck of it, Sarah and I popped into a furniture store to have a look around.
How is your summer so far?
The highlight of day 20, a fresh haircut:
I love going to the salon. So nice to have someone take care of me for a little while!
Day 19 of summer, driving home from the grocery store, *gasp*, what’s that? Right there on my windshield, while I’m driving!
Yup, another frog, or perhaps toad this time. I’m honestly not sure how to tell the difference, but there it was looking in my windshield at me. The drive home from the grocery store is short, and I hoped it wouldn’t blow off and become frog pâté. It briefly disappeared from view, but when I arrived home in the driveway, it appeared in this spot I’m showing you in the photos, unruffled, unperturbed.
*If you don’t know my previous frog story, please read this post.
I retired to the deck with a glass of peach herbal iced tea and my Kindle.
I’m not sure where the frog went – hopefully not for a dip in the hot tub.
I took this picture yesterday and forgot to include it in yesterday’s blog post, but I really like it, so here it is.