Gah! I think last week’s insane heat brought a bit of my poison ivy back out. It is nowhere near as bad as it was initially, at least. There are just a couple areas that look suspicious. So yay, I’m smelling like calamine again.
I’ve been an eBay fool over the last week, unloading extra stuff including some baby clothes. I wish I knew a place to get mailing bags (not boxes). I’ve ordered clothes online before and had them delivered in thick plastic bags. They must weigh less than boxes. I’ve only seen them advertised in catalogs for wholesale distributors, though.
I’m really getting tired of hearing about the Clinton “wedding madness.” Now, don’t get me wrong: I adore Chelsea Clinton. I think she’s intelligent, attractive, and a class act (especially compared to some, ahem, wild first daughters). And I love where I live. I’m thrilled she’s chosen to getting married at Astor Mansion. It’s a stunning location. But can’t people just leave the girl alone and let her get hitched? Seriously! And as for the people making nasty comments like, “How dare she get married at such a fancy place in these economic times?” — get real. There are mansions all over the Hudson Valley — fancy digs where everyday Joes and Janes tie the knot every weekend. Not to mention that the Clinton wedding will certainly give a quick boost to the local economy. How is that a bad thing?
Two weeks of summer camps start today. This week both the boys are enjoying morning camp at the public library, and next week Jake has Cub Scout camp all day. I think everyone is ready for the break.