I've never liked the term hump day. It makes me think of camels.
But ah yes, it is the middle of the week. And I write as I'm doing the morning rush, which really isn't a rush at all this morning. I have to take the child who had a baseball accident to the pediatrician this a.m. He does wear glasses, but he's had a change in vision since the accident. That, and he reports dizziness. I'm hoping that that is just a lingering effect from the concusion. Anyway, he has to go and get the eye checked out.
Aside from that, I have to clean house. I have to get the house all perky and cute bc I'm having a lil party at my house this weekend. Nothing big. It's opening season for baseball and our association is throwing a big carnival and parade. Should be nice. The mayor is going to come and speak and offer the opening day prayer (they would not get away with this in some parts of the country, however, here, in VA we fall under that tight bible belt.....the 700 Clubs' headquarters is just down the street from me). I'm still working on banners for the parade in the football stadium. It's been so crazy with all the practices and paperwork and events and fundraisers. I tell ya, it's my part time job.
OK, back to the morning rush. I guess when I'm at the computer, it gives the kids the impression that they don't have to do anything either and can sit down and watch TV. 7 minutes until the first bus comes.
