Chaos Theory, Applied

I feel like I've been running at full speed since the beginning of the month. First there was the bibliophile's birthday shebang, then Girl Scout camp for two days (which I still haven't found the time to write about), and then there was the caving trip. I spent an entire night baking cookies, which was fun. Last week, between the heat wave and the building projects at work, nothing much got done.

Last night, I had an event at work, and then went to Evilducky's Independence Day party. We had a great time, and the pinata was a big hit, though as predicted, I did feel guilty every time I hit him with the stick. How could I not feel guilty, when he was this cute?


The violence was justified by the ridiculous haul we got when Danger delivered the killing stroke:



Evilducky busted out a henna kit for the occasion, too, which is always cool. I got stars:


Unfortunately, all the fun and games out and about have resulted in a home base which pretty much looks like this all over:


I haven't even unpacked all my stuff from camp yet, and I've got to start packing for next weekend's trip with nearly the whole damn posse (the bibliophile, the apathetic one, rabid monkey, and Evilducky) to visit J-Dog and Nick in Chicago. I'm not complaining, because I'm having a blast, but don't be offended if you stop by my place unannounced and I refuse to let you in the front door.