Early Morning

Well, it's 4:30 in the morning. Awfully early, or actually, it's late because I haven't gone to bed yet. I suppose I better do that soon 'cause I really am tired. But, for some reason, I felt the need to sit down and accomplish this tonight. Perhaps because I didn't finish the living room or the kitchen, though I did make progress. I baked a cake with grapes in it. Turned out ok, but Dan didn't like it.

That's ok because some of the guys are coming over tomorrow and I'll just feed it to them. I think that if I baked a cake with rocks in it, they'd still try a piece. It's wonderful to have such influence. Speaking of the guys... two actually went out camping with me and Dan. That would be Dan J. and Steven. I have some pictures, but I think they're mostly of the boys trying to start a fire. No one got pushed into the lake, but we all still got wet, since it rained while we were out hiking. Once the film gets developed I'll put up photos, including the one of Steven trying to ditch his blankie.

Hmm... what else has been going on? I went to the State Fair. I went a whole two times, and really should have stayed home the second. Last week I managed to get hives. Have no idea what caused it. However, there is a decent chance that it may be chocolate since it's the only thing tying incidents togeather. If it is chocolate, it's a new allergy. To be safe, I haven't had any since last week, and probably won't have some for another week. (Hence the cake with the grapes...) I highly doubt that it was the chocolate, since I've had hives before and the only thing we could figure cause all those instances were the flea collars on the cats. But no cats or flea collars, and I'm not going to get an allergy test unless it's extreamly necessary.

Oh yes. Before I go off to bed for the night... For all of you reading this (I'm sure there has to be at least one person here...) My birthday is coming up rather quickly. It's a week from Tuesday, on September 2, the day after labor day. I think Sheri said she was going to have a party that weekend, but I think it will be the kind with lots of alcohol and I don't really drink. I just thought I'd put out a notice, since I won't be making my own birthday cake. I gave responsibilty to my husband. Here's fair warning. You can help make it, avoid eating it, or be brave and try it. :) I say, be brave. He's not that bad of a cook.