Things just pile up. We finally got the book of the month posted last night –this is actually being written on the 3rd– but now I am 4 blogdays behind and still need to come up with something more for my poetry reading tonight and also haven’t even begun passing out this month’s Watson’s World News. Today is not offering me much respite from the pressure.
I took Sam to the doctor this morning, just to get the doc to sign a paper saying that Sam hasn’t grown a 2nd head, because he didn’t examine him more than that, so that Sam can go off to “Nature School” tomorrow.
Now, I don’t really have a good translation for “Nature School” because this, like “Družina” doesn’t exist in the American educational system. I guess it’s a bit like summer camp, although I never went to one so can’t really compare.
Anyway, it’s a group of kids from school, they will be somewhere out of Prague living in a cottage with a couple of teachers and they have lots of fun activities in addition to their lessons.
Then, I took Sam to school and came home. I’ve written two of the blogs (counting this piece of filler)gand one sonnet, which I think is not bad, and now it’s time to pick up Isabel from school and then Sam. At 4 o’clock until 6, we have his football practice during which time I usually go to the playground with Izzy.
Then I come home for an hour and dash down to my monthly poetry reading, without the real zinger which I know is in there waiting, but I never seem to get it written down.