Why did the Olympics have to be in Beijing? I mean really, a 12 hour time difference? I haven’t been up until 11 or 12 pm since the twins were little, for crying out loud! But if I want to see Michael Phelps win some more gold, I have to stay up. All. Night. Long. Argh. It doesn’t help that I have a horrible cold (and one sexy voice, let me tell you) that I’ve been battling since last week, but then having to stay up to watch all that swimming. I couldn’t handle the gymnastics and slept thru pretty much all of it. Thankfully the swimming is all over, and now what is on? I have no idea.
So my weekend was pretty much a wash. I became good friends with my couch, napping here and there. Lira (the cat) and I even took a good snooze in bed. What a sorry way to spend the beginning of vacation. But considering how sick the kids were most of the summer, I think I got off pretty easy with the cold. I’ll just take it as a sign that the kids finally got the best of me and I need to slow down a bit. Forced rest always helps.
We found a snake in the yard today that we’ve named Black Mamba. It’s really a Black Racer snake, and they’re endangered. Our little Black Mamba seemed quite healthy as he downed a frog that didn’t hop away fast enough. Here he is under my back porch:
Don’t you wish you had a Black Mamba too?
Tomorrow we’re taking the kids back to Range Pond (pronounced “rang” for some ungodly reason). It’s really more of a lake, but I guess calling it a pond makes it cuter or something. I’m thrilled that the weather is going to be nice while Doug is on vacation. I can use a few days of nice weather and time out of the old homestead, as the following week he goes to North Carolina for 3 days and LEAVES ME ALONE WITH FOUR CHILDREN. Send vodka, chocolate, or other sundries that will help me survive. Oh, and chloroform and duct tape. Did I mention he’s LEAVING ME ALONE WITH FOUR CHILDREN? For 3 solid days and nights. Holy shit I don’t know how I am going to manage. Whenever I think about it I get a nervous twitch and want to go cry in my closet. So that’s where I’m heading now.