Deadlines and stuff

That journalism training from college really sticks with you. In News Writing 101, any story that was late go a flat out "F". I got the camp curriculum I've been working on to David Gill in the day before our agreed upon deadline. Was up late last night to finish, but I got it there. There are a couple more things I'm going to add, but the it's essentially done. Even when it's a volunteer job, I just can't miss a deadline if it can at all be avoided.

Now I have to turn my full attention to getting ready to leave on Saturday for 10 days in Ireland. Laundry, packing ( I think Skip is the only one of us who actually has 10 days worth of clothes), cleaning. I hate coming home from vacation to a messy house. Speaking of cleaning, I tried to convince Maddie that she needed to develop a love of picking up and cleaning since her mommy is no good at it. I told her we couldn't both be that way and it was up to her to turn it all around. She wasn't buying it and we ended wrestling and laughing on the floor of her room and it's still not picked up enough for me to vacuum. Think I'm just going to toss whatever is on the floor into a bag so I can get in there.

Obama is not having much fun here in London. Between Sarkozy threatening to walkout and Merkel calling the shindig only a start, I don't know that he's going to have time to catch any shows or exhibits at the museums.

My husband has gone off the grid while in the US. Totally incommunicado. I realize that he's a got a big new important job with big meetings and is in another time zone, but I need to get in touch to finalize our travel plans home this summer. He's not checking phone messages or answering e-mails. Perhaps he will read this BLOG! The bunny issue is throwing a kink in our travel plans and I need to know what he wants to do.

Looking forward to Ireland. We're taking the car and ferrying over. I hope the itinerary I put together is a good one. AND that the weather semi-cooperates!