Reveling in vay-cay--see-own

Okay, so I'm kind of sad that my husband and I didn't get to go to the lake with the rest of the family. Finances wouldn't allow and sometimes adulthood sucks and that's al-l-l-l-l I have to say about it.

But I have no complaints about today, that's for sure.

I got up at 8:45 a.m., showering and dressing in record time. Since I didn't plan on leaving the house today, I eschewed all makeup, although I did brush my hair and hair and put on a necklace. I always like to wear a necklace. Well, and have clean teeth and a head of hair that doesn't look like a bird's nest, obviously.

Cheese and crackers made a very nice breakfast along with a glass of iced raspberry green tea. I have fallen in love with Crystal Light and would sleep with the canister of little powdered-drink- filled tubs under my pillow, if I could. I ate while luxuriously reading a creepy Mary Higgins Clark mystery. The dogs begged relentlessly but I did. Not. Make. Eye contact.

After breakfast, I spread Hamlet books and papers all over the dining room table and sat down at the computer to begin creating handouts on Aristotle's Six Elements of Drama and Freytag's Pyramid and all the rest, coming up for air about five blissful hours later. I don't know why I find this so endlessly fascinating, this literary activity that would make most people run screaming into the path of an oncoming train. I am a bluestocking at heart, no matter how much Def Leppard I listen to. I think I've read four or five different commentaries on the characters, themes and motivations in Hamlet and I feel like it's Christmas or something.

A phone call interrupted me; it was another homeschooling mother asking me about a teen activity that I agreed to undertake for next year. We talked for about half an hour about this new course, which is to cover public speaking, and it turned out that we were on the same page about everything. We hung up, greatly pleased. I've never taught an actual speech class before, although I've done some public speaking, plus put in several years both as a high school speech and debate team member, and then later as a judge. I am really looking forward to this.

Lunch was leftover from last night's dinner, plus a Diet Coke. Once done with that, I went back to work on Hamlet, that poor boy, only letting up in order to type this post.

My husband will be home from work in about forty-five minutes. I'm making baked spaghetti with meatballs for dinner, which sounds very good. We have a couple of shows waiting on the DVR tonight, which will be fun. Much more fun than The Godfather last night. Puh. I am so over the mafia.

I think I'll go get dinner ready and then sit down to enjoy The Dog Whisperer before my husband gets home.

No word from the family yet today, either by phone, cell phone, or email. I'm looking forward to hearing what they did today.