Finally! I feel like we have been sick forever. Both Marc and I had some plague that would just not let go. It sucked a good two weeks out of my life and rendered me useless. Anyway, things are better now, work is not too terribly busy and my boss is being strangely chipper and not too crazy as of late. I am thinking of starting a separate garden blog, but if I barely have time to keep this updated, how am I supposed to maintain two? I am always making work for myself and then beating myself up when I can't finish everything. Gotta stop doing that.

I gave up the home phone this week, grudgingly. It just didn't make sense. It ends up being $50 each month, and almost no one uses it. What forced the issue is that the home phone is broken, so even when people called, I couldn't answer it and Marc vowed not to put another cent into it by buying a new phone. So, as of July 6th, my beloved phone number of over ten years will vanish. I don't know why I am so attached to the stupid thing. I guess I don't fully trust cell phones. But, on the other hand, it's $600 a year that I won't be wasting, so that's a good thing.

Marc and I both have the vacation itch. Bad. It seems like it's halfway through summer and all I have done is work. I don't care if I ever see DC again in my life. I'm glad to have work, don't get me wrong, I just feel like the summer is slipping away without me.

Marc's band played at Hon Fest last weekend. It was very hot, but the show was good. I don't think Olive quite got it, but that's OK. She got an ice cream cone out of the deal. (See pic)

Lame, I know

I know, I know, I am so lame. I can't belive I haven't updated this in two months. Pathetic.

A lot has happened since I wrote last. Olive had her 2nd Birthday, which was great. Her actual party was May 23rd, not the 21st. Mom and Dad came down, as well as Mom and Dad Raley. I wanted to give her a bath before the party, but she slept late and I didn't have time. So all of her Birthday pictures show her with greasy hair from where she dumped a bowl of buttered noodles over her head at lunch that day. Oh well, probably no one will remember that but me. She had a good time, I think she was a little overwhelmed by the end of it all though.

The other night Marc was at band practice and I was here with Olive. I went to take out the recycling, and I was only gone about two minutes. When I came back in, Olive had dumped out the entire box of Cheerios on her table and was sitting there with a big grin on her face. It was hilarious.