The lazy days of summer...

Oh who am I kidding...there's no such thing. It IS summer, right? Yes - so the thermometer tells me. But seriously, lazy? No. I thought this was going to be a good weekend, a relaxing weekend. Notsomuch.

Friday found me doing laundry and trying to make my kitchen not look as if a tornado had just passed through. I am still recovering from Alex's party the weekend before. Odds and ends of colored napkins, plasticware, coffee pots tucked out of the way but not anywhere close to where they belong. Heaps of flowers not yet planted needed to find a permanent home in the ground. And yet, we decided to go and check out the Sandbur festival in Lake Village. Julie got to drive through beautiful "downtown" LV with me when we went to Owen's game a few weeks ago. And you have to laugh, because the downtown is more like a glorified neighborhood with some houses converted into a restaurant, a furniture store and the post office. And that's basically it. If I hadn't told her this was "downtown" - she wouldn't have known. Smalltown America at it's finest.

I was excited because we all know how I feel about my food from a booth, and this would be the official start of my festival season. My expectations were low - but this? This was beyond low. This wasn't even fair food. This was pitiful. Pit.i.ful. I did get some fried veggies - and they weren't horrible - but they weren't Lake County Fair quality, which is where my bar is set. You know it's bad if the highlight of my food experience was a snow cone.

This week is the last of the regular season games - tomorrow, Weds and Thurs. I won't be going to the one on Wednesday - that's the Freshman welcome picnic for Andrean. I'm already sweating what to wear. We'll save that discussion for when I'm thoroughly freaking out about it tomorrow. Oy.

Saturday found us at a ball game, selling tickets for little league at the aforementioned fair and then going to two graduation open houses.

Sunday found me melting in my garden, catching up on laundry and then driving to Lafayette to pick up the fair-haired boy. After that we had a soccer party and then home, finally to find that it had actually rained. HOORAY!! No watering the garden for me last night.

This weekend isn't looking any less busy - but the events are enjoyable...Saturday night is girls night out and Sunday is our end of the year party for baseball. Can I really have two parties with no rain? Stay tuned...