The late, great Douglas Adams said, “I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be.”  So it often is with intentions: I set a personal goal of trying to blog something daily, but I have been remiss, or at least miscalculated my available time to devote to blogging.  Perhaps daily updates are a bit ambitious.  I am, after all, a busy guy. 

At any rate, several interesting things happened this weekend:

1. Grandma went back home to Florida, so the kids were a bit sad when they awoke from their afternoon slumbers to discover that the Airplanes has absconded with Grandmaw (emphasis on the maw with a distinct Southern accent applied by Maya).
2. I mowed the lawn on Sunday afternoon, after a nice church service.  I managed to get stung by a yellow jacket before completing the back yard.  I am not amused.
3. I hung out a new Hummingbird feeder provided by Mimi and Papa, and the kids are eager to see “birds eating nectar like bees!”.
4. Had a nice get-together with friends at the pool for a grill-out.  I didn’t experiment very much, but I have perfected grilled/roasted asparagus and potatoes.  I did learn, however, that Heather prefers absolutely nothing ethnic.  What’s wrong with you people??
5. Had a nice “block party” out in our front yard with adjoining neighbors.  We hauled out the folding chairs and downed some beverages while brushing the dogs.
6. Bathed one dog.  Had enough fur leftover, literally, to knit another dog.  This is just some of what I had.
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8. Spent some quality time with an air compressor and the vacuum filter.  I emerged mostly unscathed.
9. Finally finished rebuilding a friend’s aging HP laptop with a Pentium III processor.  He has now upgraded from WinXP to Ubuntu Jaunty Jackelope.
10. Found the bag of goodies (receipts, tickets, maps, notes) from our Paris/Amsterdam trip.  Now I can finish the travelogue for that trip, and reconnect with our Egyptian friend from Kentucky. 

That’s about it.  Not enough?  Too mundane?  Perhaps.  But to quote our sermon from Sunday: we’re trying to pack into one day what would previously take three.  Personally, I’d rather spread it out over three days.  What’s the rush?