Tired

I think this may be the craziest summer I have had since I had children. I feel like I haven't had a chance to catch my breath, let alone fill you in on all that has been going on around here. I am tired. I am going to take the next couple of days to recoup. Then I will fill you in. There are stories. There are stories about nearly dying in my swimsuit. There are stories about two 14 year old girls in Florida--with pictures too! There are stories about hot air ballooning. And maybe a picture or two there. There are stories about my family invadingcoming to my home to visit. There are stories about my beloved's class reunion. It was his 30 year reunion. He is old. Isn't he lucky to have a much younger, hot wife? ( I am talking about me, you know.) (Stop laughing.) (Also, shut up.) What I'm saying, is that there's stuff to tell you. Stories. I has 'em.

But first--sleep. And maybe some lazing around by a pool. And then possibly a little more sleep. Because I wasn't kidding. In the words of Lili Von Shtupp (from Blazing Saddles) "I'm tired."