Odds and Ends

No thoughts for a coherent post tonight - I'm still too full of potato salad and barbecue chicken.

This weekend was lovely in every sense of the word. At times tranquil, full of harmonious play and prolonged spousal conversation; at times raucous, full of the laughter of parents and grandparents, squealing children, swelling patriotism. The weather, obligingly perfect, lent itself to gardening, bubble-blowing, and sizzling grills. On Monday morning, I slept in, wore my pajamas too late, drank too much coffee, and read blogs and tinkered with my template until my posterior was numb -- it was heavenly. I even got to visit with T, Honey, and their adorably pink-cheeked, curly-headed Princess .

Then this morning I got a call to let me know that we managed to get an appointment for The Boy with the pediatric neurologist. For next week. I expected be on a waiting list that was months long, especially since this doctor's schedule is actually closed to new patients. So after thanking the receptionist about eleven hundred times, I said a prayer and thanked the One who really should have been thanked first.

So since my brain is in such an atrophied state, I will give you all a little link love to tide you over:

• Want to read a real post by a really good blogger? Check out this little piece of poetic genius. She's so good that she probably wrote this on the back of an envelope while she waited on hold for some customer service drone. I might be able to do this if I ate less potato salad. And had a brain transplant.
• Major news going down at The Estrogen Files. Head over there for the announcement!
• This is the kind of mom I want to be this summer (and always). Prepared, loving, embracing the joy and the tedium alike, blooming where I'm planted but always turning toward the sun. I'm working on it.
• Is it wrong that I laugh hard enough to wet my pants every time I see this? or this? And that I get Rob to laugh along with me so that I don't feel so juvenile?

Enjoy, sweetie darlings!