I think I am getting a sinus infection. And just in time for my first bonfire of the season. People were going to be popping their lids, but now I am wondering if I will be well. I am going with the positive thinking cures method of healing.
I am excited to get our 'burn' on. It should be great fun, and I can't wait to eat s'mores. Yummalicious. Hopefully I will refrain from sitting in my wine, as this is a common occurrence during these types of shin-diggeries. It's those damn cup holders that are in the camping chairs. They move with the chair and then it's beverage overboard. It makes no sense to me. That, or they were designed for people with very small butts that would not disrupt the apparatus upon sitting...which means it was practically custom made for yours truly, right?
I purged my house today. Now, if I could just have a garage sale. It doesn't work out too well for me here since we live on a dead end road. Probably better than at my mom's, however. When I was younger my brother Jacob and I decided that we needed some money to buy candy. We hauled a bunch of our toys outside as well as a pitcher of lemonade. In case you don't know, my parents live on a dirt road in the middle of BFE. I think we averaged $.25/hour, and that was only because the mail lady felt bad for us sitting in the smoldering sun waiting for someone to have a need for Happy Meal toys. I mean, we couldn't sell the good stuff, you know? She gave us a dollar for a cup of lemonade. It was awesome.
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