Day of Vacation: I don't know
Days until BB5 / TAR: I don't know
I'm a crispy tuna on vacation. I don't know what day it is (actually I do, it's Wednesday, right?) and I don't know what is happening in the world. I refuse to watch most of the news or anything else for that matter. It's sun, sleep, read, sew, eat, repeat until somebody drags me to the car to drive home.
This will be brief because frankly, it's cutting into my vacation time. I just stopped by to say howdy, and I miss you all!
TinyTuna is fast becoming a boogie-boarding expert (think overgrown kickboard, and you'll have the right idea). She plays in the ocean until she has been repeatedly bashed by waves, then dramatically staggers to her beach chair, sighs loudly, moans about the rough ocean and then after about 25 seconds of resting, she just can't handle it anymore, and grabs her board and heads out again.
Needless to say, she's having fun.
I'm six completed books and two completed cross stitch projects into vacation. It must be time to go, because GramTuna is now reading "Panda Bear, Panda Bear, What Do You See?" and I'm ready to slug her.
So, that being said, give peace a chance. Time to head out.
Until next time...