THE LOST WEEKEND

I know we had a weekend. As a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure that it was a three day holiday weekend. But what I did with it completely escapes me. Now before you think there were cocktails involved, let me reassure you that there wasn't anything remotely mind-altering in sight.

I have absolutely no clue what I did for the last three days. It certainly wasn't laundry or housekeeping. I think there was a grocery trip in there someplace, but what it was I bought remains a mystery. I think we went to House of Stitches, but did I dream it?

Stewey seems fine and well-fed and watered, so I' pretty sure he didn't spend the last three days out foraging for food and shelter, so that's always a good thing.

So maybe I'll check the stitching pile to see if I perhaps got totally lost in a big-a** project and just forgot the world for awhile:

That's it!!!???? Some stems and a lousy leaf?!!

Man, I hate it when this happens. Three whole days lost and I didn't manage to finish any projects, solve world peace, find a cure for cancer, or settle that nagging dilemma of ten hot dogs/eight hog dog buns.

Oh well, I seem to have all of my limbs intact and I'm pretty well rested, so I suppose we'll just chalk it up to the mid-summer doldrums and call it a day.

Today is supposed to be a rotation drawing day, but I'm kind of itching to get back to "Primrose Path". Hmmmm. I think I need to think about this for a bit. Stay tuned!

Here's hoping that your weekend was a lot more.....memorable.