My beloved Teeb is off to a discernment week-end. He will have to blog on exactly what that is because I am at a complete loss as to how to explain it.
While he is off discerning, I am left to my own devices. I always have such grand plans of whipping up an outfit, a quilt, a tote bag, or all of the above. I usually lie in the middle of the bed with Bob watching CSI reruns (because face it: we have all seen all of the Law and Order reruns ever made). This trip is no different.
However, I am going to sally forth this morning in solidarity with my sistah and mother and attend the County Fair. I realize it is not as great as the Great State Fair of OK-lahoma (I do hope they brought that back instead of the silly change they made before I left), but it is all I have here in the cultural wasteland of Southern Maryland.
And I need to walk off those 6 dozen Cream Filled Donuts I ate in my car yesterday.