by Marilyn on July 17, 2008
Here we come!
Yep, we’re leaving this morning. We’re packing up the v an to head over the mountains. We won’t be going to San Francisco just yet, but we’ll be close. And other than the usual road trip jitters (traveling with four other people where three of them are below the age of consent is as close to hell as I ever hope to get), I’m feeling pretty groovy.
Of course, this will all change tomorrow morning first thing when we fling ourselves headlong into California traffic in an effort to get to the Westin by 8am.
I’d like to be able to say this is the last blog post you’ll see from me this weekend, but who are we kidding? Still, you can also look for updates from me on Twitter and Flickr. And if you’re going to BlogHer? I’LL SEE YA TOMORROW, BETCHES! (SQUEE!)
by Marilyn on July 16, 2008
Okay, rememeber my “to-do” list from yesterday of all the things I have to do before we leave on Thursday morning? Let’s see… what did I get done off of that list?
Yep. Not a DAMN thing off that list got done. In my defense (I don’t really have one, cuz this is ALL my bad), I was expecting to do a bulk of the laundry and whatnot when Kile was home from work so there would be another adult downstairs to watch children while I did laundry upstairs. But it turned out that last night was “Back to School” night at Harry’s school and then we ended up going to the drive-in with friends to see “Hellboy II” and didn’t get home until well after 11pm where we promplty fell into bed and passed out from exhaustion.
So yeah. Today? WILL SUCK. Right now, I have a load of diaper laundry churning away in the machine. But guess what? Just found out this morning that Harry had a blue crayon hidden in his pockets and it got ALL OVER EVERYTHING. Including the dryer. So right now I’m trying to get the extra crayon out of the dryer by drying some old towels on high heat. Then I’ll need to re-wash his clothes and try to get the crayon off of them (did I mention there were some new back to school clothes in there?). Which make take several tries. This is in addition to ALL THE OTHER LAUNDRY that I have to do.
So yeah. I need to do all sorts of other things as well. You name it, I gotta do it. WE LEAVE IN THE MORNING, people. Time, it is a-wastin’ and I really do feel as if my head might just spontaneously pop off my shoulders and roll around on the floor some before it just totally explodes into a billion pieces.
