It's not like I'm writing and am burnt out on the whole process. I'm not doing much of anything other than being the wonderful, kick-ass wife and mom that I am but blogging isn't all that interesting anymore. I suppose part of the disenchantment comes from doing this for so many years. I started at Open Diary when it was just a frontispiece ("an illustrated leaf preceding the title page of a book") and wrote my little heart out. I wrote about the trials and tribulations of moving across the country to be with the man you met online. About my life, my future plans, past regrets and exploits. My kids, my dogs, my house, my neighbors, my crafting, my hobbies, my family. Nowadays, I can barely manage anything other than a grocery list or a stupid poll on my MySpace page. I did the whole write about my life thing...it's not that interesting

And yes, I know bloody well that I'm too freaking old for a MySpace page. Blame that on my belly dance teacher - she posted the choreography for a routine on her page and in order to access it, I needed to have my own page. Annoying, really.

I am knitting. Currently, I'm working on a piece from Knitting Lingerie Style by Joan McGowan-Michael. It's a cute lacy t-shirt. Out of four pieces, I've actually completed one. I'm halfway finished with the back. Today I got in some LYS time at Uniquities in Vienna, VA. They are having a big sale. Lesson for today is quit trying to take three year old twins into a yarn store. While I think the girl would have behaved and would have taken an interest in the yarn (especially since I was picking out some purples to make something for HER), the boy is just a meathead. Unless there are balls and cars or something on which to climb or hang, he doesn't want much to do with it.

Oldest daughter was home for a few days in between her taking an independent study and starting summer classes. You know what that means: overnight getaway for the parents! I love the Klimpton hotels. We've stayed at the Hotel Palomar in Washington, DC; the Hotel Monaco, also in DC; and the Hotel Palomar in Arlington, VA. Thus far, the Arlington one is my absolute favorite! While there's not as much around there as there is at the Palomar in DC (it's right near Dupont Circle), our room was comfortable, clean, had a great view, and the best bathtub on the planet. I am SOOOOO getting one of those when I have my dream house built. It's just a have-to-have thing at this point in my life! Since the room was pretty much our entire budget, I packed a picnic dinner consisting of grape tomatoes, salami, panini roll, four different cheeses, marinated mushrooms, chocolate, and lots and lots of red wine. I think I took three baths! I'm surprised I wasn't a giant prune when I got home the next morning well rested and refreshed and ready to take on the kids again.

Countdown to summer beach vacation: too many days and counting... August 16th can't get here fast enough! This year, not one but two glorious weeks at the beach!