Annual BBQ

It's that time of year. The HRC has its annual BBQ to celebrate the end of summer. Our summer intern, Marisa Snyder, was having her next-to-last day doing the bookmobile and one of the seasonals downstairs, Molly Conley, was heading out for the summer. Massive amounts of food as usual. Some folks were worried there might not be enough, but I'd say that a refrigerator of leftovers would prove to be more than sufficient. Horseshoes were played, conversation enjoyed and a good time had by all.

Wow

As I was lying (laying? Okay, okay, is there a direct object? No. And I am doing the action so it's definitely lying. Thanks Grammar Girl (December 17th, 2009 podcast)!) in Shavasana tonight, I thought about the coming year. The first half is definitely shaping up to be a little crazy.
End of January/beginning of February - Elderhostel at work.
End of February - more than likely going to be in Guatemala
March - milestone birthday for me!
April - hopefully going to the Poconos for Gran's 80th
May - Becca's getting married!
June - well, if all goes as planned, I'll be having a Very Odd June (Gardiner Fridays are going to be fun)
July - Laura's getting married!
After that, who knows?

Another long absence

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I know at this point this is more a diary than anything else, but I feel like I should be keeping it up. There's been a lot going on lately. I'll try to get some pictures and posts up about going back to IN for a whirlwind weekend of wedding stuff, training our new staff, garage sales and all of the other stuff that's been going on lately. Summers in Gardiner are always full-packed. I think it's 'cause we have to shove all of our socializing and activities into roughly two and a half months of the year. There haven't been any barbecues this year yet. It's partly because of burnout from last summer, part from not having the yard ready to go, and part from sheer laziness. Hopefully I'll get it all together next weekend and we'll be able to have a party on the 20th before the second day of the Gardiner rodeo. Oh my gosh, that's the weekend after next. And then, that next Thursday I'm back in Indiana for two weeks. And then it's July. JULY people! Where does time go? I swear I'm going to blink and it will be September again.