I see it's not. The little calendar on the bottom corner of my computer screen mocks me with the date if I happen to put my mouse pointer over it. The month of June is soon to fade away and I'm not entirely certain I have much to show for it. I certainly had planned to get more accomplished. Isn't that always the way, though?
I've read scads of books. To myself and to the kids.
I've sent scads of query letters - in turn I've received scads of form rejections. Which means I'm needing my "I don't suck" file.
I've watched the kids splash in our soft sided pool. I got my first sunburn. I thought, "I won't need sunscreen. I won't be out there very long." I was wrong. Luckily, it wasn't bad. It just stung a bit.
We've watched "Wild Kratts" and we've been amused.
I had a birthday. I really need to work on that list on the sidebar. Here's part of what I received....
|Birthday Bounty from my mother-in-law|
The Professor and I once attended a stage show at our local Ren Faire. The couple made a statement that we laughed over. We laughed because there was such wisdom in the statement and because it amused us. "If your children get the innuendo - it's NOT OUR FAULT." Mr. Mars....doesn't hide his innuendo well.
June saw G-man's 11th birthday.
I got all sorts of music- he got Legos. The dude likes his legos.
June will wrap up with The Professor's 42 birthday. It's an important number around here. He wants to go out to eat with the family and then head to the movies. With all of us. We don't do that since last time. Did I tell you about the time Mini-E stuffed her mouth so full of popcorn she nearly hurled in the theater? After was not fun because she didn't want to obey. I decreed that she wasn't going back to a theater until she was 6.
J-man responded, "That's harsh."
The professor is allowed to change the rules. It's his birthday.
June is hurrying by. I'm not going to hang onto the coat tails - but I'm going to try to enjoy the time we've got left in the month.