This was supposed to be my slow and quiet week where I happily worked on a quilt to submit to the State Fair. Have you ever noticed how "supposed to be" almost never happens? And I'm actually okay with that. I can type that now at 10:39am on a Monday morning. By 9pm Saturday night of this same week I might not be so optimistic.
So if I don't find thirty minutes in my schedule this week to download/upload photos and write, here's what I WOULD write about (just in case I don't make it back to my "calm" spot).
Monday - grapes & the jelly making process
Tuesday - pawpaw trees and my dumb dog
Wednesday - yardwork
Thursday - Syria
Friday - I'm officially an old fogey - my disgust with feminism's new definition of rape
Meanwhile I'm trying to get some housework done before heading into Raleigh for an afternoon of elections training. I'm not ready for it be this time of year again, but it's here, with October's municipal elections around the corner. Could 2013 slow down just a little bit please?
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