fivebyevif

I did mention things were getting busy, right? Right.

We’re going camping this weekend, because clearly I was insane when I scheduled for us to go off into the woods not five days after getting back from Colorado. Oh well. At least I have Monday off.

Colorado was lovely. I don’t remember a thing from my childhood there, but that’s okay. Mike’s parental units and assorted family members are also lovely, and we had a great time. I think I came across as normal. Enough. Normal enough. I can be when I need to. I can stop talking about serial killers and corpses and gravewax for five minu…er. Ha ha. Ahem.

We drove a Hummer H3 (not by choice) across the mountains, and I can now say I never want to buy one with much authority. It’s not just the gas, it’s the handling, the tiny windows, the limited comfort…I used to buy into the notion that high gas prices were killing the American car industry’s bottom line. Having now ridden in one of those monsters, though, I can’t imagine someone buying one and enjoying it, gas prices or no. Even my 6-year-old Forester handles better, and when I replace her someday I’ll probably get another Forester. A Hummer can’t possibly inspire brand loyalty, only brand rage.

Two movies came out that I wanted to see, and I didn’t have time for either of them — Prince Caspian and Indiana Jones. Meanwhile, my TiVo continues to acquire more and more episodes of Doctor Who, Burn Notice, and Lost. Plus the entire season of Torchwood that I haven’t gotten to yet. Aieeee!

My grass is very high. As usual, I have failed to find time to mow it. I’ll be taking a hack at it on Sunday. Pray for me if I don’t return.