April? It happened. But quite honestly, it is kind of a blur...and not an exciting blur at that.
Aside from some awesome pastries, (compliments of my cousins new found baking gusto) and nearly hacking my own father to death with a machete, I don't really have much to report. Ergo- the absence of riveting details of my day to day. Bored. To. Tears. Being the ever thoughtful gal that I am, I decided to spare you the task of keeping up with that. You're welcome.
Perhaps the reason that April was funky is that I finally came to the realization that I will not be getting any stamps in my passport this summer. Granted, this probably makes me sound like a bit of a spoiled brat, but I really am sad about it. Ever since I started teaching I have spent the summer gallivanting about, eating my way through, or doing volunteer work in some far-flung foreign country. For some reason, this year I got it in my head that I needed to buy a house. As it turns out, the mortgage learning curve has taken longer to get ahead of than I planned. There will be no passport travel for the foreseeable future. That thought is equal parts mind numbing and soul crushing.
Ahh well-c'est la vie. I'm sure I'll live....and don't worry, we'll get to pastries and machetes soon. I'm sure you're waiting with baited breath.
3 comments:
Oh, girl, do I ever hear ya. The year we bought our house was the year that my travelling came to a screaching halt. I had a 3.5 year break in my passport stamps.
Oh well, c'est la viE! (please correct the spelling on your blog entry or I'm sending the French police your way). :-)
I've pretty much missed you, e-friend.
Picky, picky, picky Lisa:)
Mycket- Long time for both of us, huh? Thanks. I suppose I should have included the caveat....no telling how long or frequent this blogging stint may last. :)
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