Let's all pretend that it is still Wednesday and that this edition of the Weekly Wednesday Wrap-up isn't late.
- Yes, I am fully aware that today is Thursday not Wednesday but yesterday was so busy that I never even saw my computer.
- I did take a walk yesterday morning. It was raging hot and humid and the air quality was horrid.
- On the plus side, I did return home from my walk with four nice cucumbers.
- Right after that, it was all running, all the time here.
- Number Guy was running late for work.
- Bobblehead was running late for the all-day play date.
- Not her fault, really, since a seven-year-old can't legally drive in this state.
- I ran a load of laundry while the girls played, then,
- The three of us, Neatnik, Bobblehead, and I, ran to the store to pick up a few items.
- While the children ran the hose to fill the wading pool, I ran the lawn mowers to rein in growth of all of those green things to which I am allergic.
- I needed to frost the cupcakes for the Brownie scout end of year party but it was so
warmbeastly hot that the frosting was literally running through the pastry bag and I had to chill the filled bag before I could apply the frosting to the naked cupcakes. - All of this chilling and waiting caused me to be running really late for my allergy shot appointment.
- I enlisted the assistance of the girls to load up the car and we ran to the park where the party was planned.
- A couple of hours later, the cupcakes having been consumed, we ran back home where Bobblehead's mom met us and then Number Guy, Neatnik, and I ran down to the tae kwon do school to watch the adult colored belts test for promotion.
- We finally got home around nine and Number Guy and I finally ate (too much) dinner.



6 yarns:
Mmm, cupcakes and a busy summer.
Yikes. I feel tired reading about your yesterday...
So how do you manage to mow with your allergies?! thankfully my grass allergies have decreased as I have gotten older.
It's been miserably humid down here. I can deal with heat, but wet heat absolutely defeats me. Blech.
Sounds like all is well chez trek.
I hate running. I will, however, break into a trot if there is a cupcake at the finish line.
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