Another day, but not another dollar

Well, we're back to Monday and my son is back at camp. I took him to Mt. Gilead yesterday with an old friend and his mom, they took their stuff to the cabin, waved good-bye and walked to the pool. We were dismissed! What old fuddy-duddies we must be. I know they're having a good time, as they always do. The theme this year is Uncle Gil's Barnyard Fiasco, which sounds like it will be crazy and dirty. Hmmm - maybe I want to bring some plastic sheeting for them to sit on in the car coming home. Did I mention that he had a great time at that dance last week at Donner Mine? They did a random "time out" thing, where all the campers went back to their counselor for head count, so it was very well controlled with no wandering off. Good thinking, huh?

Dan & Patty came over for dinner last night, so we BBQed and played washers and had some fun. That was nice, a good way to relax and end a crazy week. Now today I'm trying to get some stuff done. I'm beginning to think I don't have time to work! How did we ever get it all done when there were three kids at home? Maybe I was younger and more energetic then. In fact, I'm sure of it.

OK, no more dawdling. Back to work.