Like a bumblebee

I’m fixing to have the busiest damn weekend. I’m teaching Saturday morning and then throwing a baby shower. Sunday afternoon I am attending a baby shower, and then going to some participatory murder mystery theater event my friend-with-three-kids (and our husbands) (she always has these grand ideas for things to go do for fun, but we are each other’s main babysitters, so going out together for grown-up doings takes some planning; my mother is coming to town for a short visit to help). So I’ve been planning for the course I teach, studying for my own class (“studying” is something of an exaggeration, really), cleaning the house (downstairs for the party, upstairs for my mom), making/buying gifts, getting things ready for the party (food, activities). And then there’s the yard; we are working very hard to get it ready to put some grass seed down as that would be preferable to the bare dirt that’s in some places. Today I finally finished the last steps on that, and Husband burned the last of the branches and sticks, so at least that’s out of the way until next week when the top soil arrives. So, yes, busy. Prime of life, I guess.