Six Days...
until the #&*!@ Pirate Party^(tm) I can’t believe I consented to this. And I think the pirate theme was my idea.

Shouldn’t complain too much. It is an incentive to get the house in shape. The van has been towed away. The upstairs bathroom remodeled. And Fran keeps finding more and more things to paint on the first floor. If we can just maintain, we won’t have much work to do before Thanksgiving.

This is usually the week that I spend getting the school stuff in final order. That has gone by the wayside...especially since a lot of our schoolwork is going to be picking up where we left off in spring. But I’m thinking of buying something like yellow police tape at the party store to keep partying pirates from touching the school stuff. Fran said that would be offensive to her friends. But what about my friends? What if they have a few beers (or von HuBombs - remind me to post the recipe for those) and decide to play with Tiny Tim the skeleton or the giant inflatable mummy? Or leave a message on the dry erase board? (This is probably a good time to hide the Sharpie markers...)