The last two weeks seem to have absolutely flown by. I never would have realized that it had been two weeks since I had last posted except that Blogger tells me when my last post was.
When I last posted, I was feeling down. Really, really down. Doodlebug was at Camp Quest, Boo was coming home from a sleepover so she and the other girl could have another, consecutive sleepover, and I was - and still AM - finally down to the lowest weight I have been since I was 18 years old.
The girls had their sleepover, and then on the 12th, Oz, Boo and I climbed in the car and drove up to Grand Lake for a family reunion with my dad's family. One of my uncles has a home there and graciously hosts us all. There's a reunion every three years, if possible, and this was The Third Year. There's a picture of all of us floating around somewhere - all 91 of us who came (I think there were another 20 or so who couldn't make it?) - in our color-coded T-shirts. My dad and all his siblings pick a different color for each of themselves and their families, and so at least on Saturday you know who belongs to which family group. The rest of the time, all the newcomers wander around in a daze trying to figure out all the people and names and everything else. But it's a fun weekend. This year was the best-organized yet, and two of my cousins held a cook-off (jambalaya vs pastalaya) and a bunch of the guys threw money into a pot and went out clay shooting to win a new gun. Yes, we're that family. Beer was, I'm sure, drunk during the contest. It flows freely throughout the weekend. We spend time on the water - my uncle takes out the boat, and other folks are permitted to use the jet skis if they're trusted, and my husband is trusted - and the kids commandeer the game room in the basement or watch videos or run around with their cousins.
I actually didn't stay for the entire weekend. One of my dear friends is moving to another state for her husband to finish college, and she had a combination birthday/going away party on Friday night that I swore up, down and sideways that I wouldn't miss, so I left the reunion on Friday afternoon and attended that. Then I spent the night at home, picked up Doodlebug on Saturday, and headed back to the lake to finish off the reunion. It was a whirlwind, but it was great.
Did I mention that by this point my depression had subsided and I was… and am… now in a much better place? There were a few days I was concerned I was absolutely manic, because I was talking and typing and going 90 miles an hour the entire time, but even that has settled down now. Thankfully. Being in constant motion was almost as bad as not being able to move.
After we made it home from the reunion (and did all the laundry), last week was quiet. Nothing to report, and I didn't even think about the fact that I hadn't looked at the blog for ages. It seems so odd to blog on a homeschooling blog when I'm not homeschooling, and I haven't quite made the mental transition to being a public-school mom yet. Because I'm not… yet. Not till the middle of August.
This week is busier again, which is good. Yesterday I caught up with some friends I hadn't seen for quite some time, and this weekend I have both another night out with different friends (we're going to one of those wine and paint places, and we're contemplating going for fondue first) as well as a book club meeting at my house. Usually the book club is held at the club leader's house, but she's been out of town for two weeks and didn't quite feel like coming back into town and hosting an event two nights later… and I don't blame her!
So things are puttering along. We've been to the pool once so far, with plans to go again soon, bowling once, and the kids want to go to some museums and do a couple other things before school starts in August. Summer may have just officially begun, at least in terms of the solstice, but we're well into it and, I think, are having a good time. I have some pictures I want to share; I'll try to remember to post more often and actually get them on here. :)