I am starting this post now so that I will do it. Sometimes I use opened Chrome tabs like a to-do list. It stresses me out while there are 15 of them but I can't close them until I do whatever I gotta do, and then finally I'm just down to Twitter and Gmail and I can sit back. So.
At the risk of breaking a big no-no rule of blogging, ie: telling everybody what you did recently, I'm going to tell everybody what I did recently. Because frankly, it's nuts. And someday when I'm, like, middle aged and my life is dull (ha, ha.) I want to look back and be like "Man. Once upon a time we were so popular and in-demand, we barely had time to breathe."
There was one week where Friday was an 8-yr-old's birthday party, Saturday was dinner club with friends, Sunday was church, a 4-yr-old's birthday party, a dinner for the new Associate pastor, and then game night with some friends who are about to leave for college. Monday we squeezed in dinner with some old friends who are about to have a baby and be lost to the world forever. Tuesday Kat and I made Harry Potter gift bags at work all day and then had the whole Harry Potter #6 movie party thing until about 3am, bed around 4. Wednesday I got up at 7:30 and went to work, then packed, then ran, then went to karate, then packed some more, Dane worked 17 hours on about 4 hours of sleep, getting home at 11-ish and then having to pack. Thursday morning we got up at like... 4:30? and headed to the airport, where we were told in no uncertain terms that we were incredibly foolish for thinking we could fly stand-by in the middle of the week (in the middle of the summer). We toyed at length with the idea of packing in the car and driving straight to Oregon, with about 6 hours of sleep behind us (that's me, Dane, and Claire combined) for the 30-hour drive. We ended up buying other tickets, shuttling over to DFW, and got to Sacramento later that evening, which kicked off an entire super fun, gluten-free wedding weekend. We got back and brought our bags of dirty stuff straight over to our friends' house we were housesitting, and just did laundry there. The next day was Dane's birthday, so of course we had a giant party. Then that Friday we went to the theater. Saturday we cleaned one house and vacated it for our friends to get home, and then went and cleaned our house top to bottom, and then hosted 9 people for dinner. In our teensy apartment. Almost all of whom we had barely, if ever, met. Sunday we went out with Kyle and Katie to Taco Diner and (500) Days of Summer and got soaked running to Starbucks and shivered through most of the movie, but it was SO worth it and so much fun, as much for a good movie as for really really great company.
The next weekend we went to New Mexico and got stuck in the Durango airport for 6 hours trying to get back, which had one vending machine, and we had one dollar. A shared bag of Cheez-its were ultimately going to be it for over 24 hours for me. Then we got to Denver at about 12:30, got to our hotel at about 2:30, Dane got on a 10:something flight home the next day, and I got about 5 more hours to hang out in an airport before I made it on standby into the last seat with the busted pocket thing that hit me in the shins, and got home about 8:30. Susanna picked me up, we got sushi, I ran home, dumped my suitcase, filled it back up, and drove out to camp and got there around midnight.
The next four days were a lot of me, who had barely met maybe two or three of the kids before, trying to be this pep team leader thing (who's idea was THAT?) on no sleep and stressed out about figuring out our like entire future. We played ultimate frisbee with giant cow tongues and Capture the Squid with stinky, smelly, ant-attracting octopuses and shaky rules, and kickball with peanut butter beards and kiddie pools and sack-races and hours and hours of playing bass. And LOTS of wally ball. It was great, actually. Maybe a little exhausting, but what can you do. I'd probably do it again, even the same way with the flights and the decisions and the not knowing the kids. Not, like, do the flights again, but I mean I'd do camp again even after that.
