Summer is more than half way over and I feel like I've done very little with it. All of our big plans begin at the end of the season. I'm happy with that. I'm just... feeling a little on edge, I guess.

Zachary started driving school. Today, he's going to be driving a golf cart with beer goggles on. God help the pedestrians in the area. Matt, though he has his permit, still isn't a licensed driver. Mostly because he's lazy but partly because there's never enough time to drive anywhere far enough for him to get the hours he needs behind the wheel. Ian isn't driving. Yet.

I'm getting new glasses.



I realize they are fabulous and adorable.

Anyway, that's about all right now. Nothing too exciting. Just life happening, as it has a tendency to do.

I am tired. That kind of tired that leaves you with a vague tension headache and the feeling that what you need to do, instead of sleep, is move a little more. I'll work on that tonight. I know that if I get up and move more I'll be less tired... but the tired makes me not really in the mood to move. Vicious circle of tired/move.

Tomorrow afternoon I am going to see the new Harry Potter movie. I'm pretty excited. It's Mike and myself, the boys, a set of twin girls (friends of Zach's) and my boss's kids.

What else? Nothing. Well, nothing EXCEPT I'm leaving for Disneyland in just SIX WEEKS! I've been so much better this time, though. I'm hardly packed at all, I haven't pestered the boys every single day about how they aren't excited enough, and I've not once asked Michael what he wants to do first.
(I can't wait to leave, though. Seriously. Containing myself is becoming a small problem.)

My mom is 59 years old. Know what she did yesterday while I was sitting on my butt at home? She went skydiving in Hawaii.

Way to make me feel like a winner, mom. *grins*