Things are really hoppin' round here. Visits. Celebrations. Work deadlines. Getting ready for a long trip.
I don't have time to knit. I don't have time to keep up with my blog friends. I don't even have time to muster the energy to think about the Ravelry/International Olympic Committee standoff over the Ravelympics (. . . knitters "denigrating the athletes" my patootie. . . ), let alone the many responses to the insult!
And now, the dishwasher is on the fritz.
What's a gal to do?
Why, grab her best gardening pal and head to . . .
No Father's Day would be complete without our annual, traditional Family Croquet Extravaganza!
This year, for the first time in Croquet Extravaganza history, we had more players than mallets and balls! This year, we had the boys. . .
and the girls . . .
but we don't play teams in our back yard! Oh, no! It's cut-throat, everyone-out-for-themselves style croquet!
This year's match featured . . .
Reigning Champion, Bust-a-Ball Brian
Out-for-Blood Erin (Hey! Who put me in the trees?)
Killer-Keith (Who, as a newcomer to the Extravaganza, was somewhat baffled by our odd take on "rules.")
The Bionic Woman (who seemed to have extra power in her swing this year; must be the hardware in her ankle)
and, of course, Jenny-the-Obstacle!
As usual, there was strategy. . .
laughter. . .
trash talk . . .
disbelief. . .
This year, we even had a little EXTRA excitement. Yeah. Umm. . . we had a bit of a fire. . .
Tom: Maybe the citronella torches are too close to the house, Kym. Kym: I don't think so. I'm more worried about the patio umbrella. Keith: Maybe you should put the umbrella down? Kym: No. I'll just tilt the umbrella away from the torches!
Oops. For the record. . . Keith was right. I totally should have put the umbrella down!
1. Having your adult kids at home for a visit is GREAT. But, wow! There never seem to be any clean glasses available. . . And there are shoes and books and keys and empty snack bags EVERYwhere! (Feels like old times.)
2. Two weeks from today, I'll be in Sweden with my sister! Between work and home and garden, I have a million things to wrap up before I leave. (Biggest concern on my mind. . . what to pack???)
3. I have my 6-month check-up appointment with my oncologist this afternoon. The amazing thing. . . is that I FORGOT about the appointment until I got a reminder call from her office yesterday! (I never thought that would be the case.)