Beach House ’08 is officially in the books and all that’s left to do is, well, make the book. I head back to work today and I’m about as excited about that as I am about having a lobotomy. I’m drowning under a pile of files to upload that I have successfully ignored for the entire week. Unfortunately that’s not really that out of the ordinary.

The jelly fish were a bitch this year, I think we need to move Beach House ’09 up to earlier in the summer if were are going to survive, actually I think several changes are coming for Beach House ’09, but I’m trying not to think about that just yet. It’s not really working.

In other news, after much wailing and gnashing of teeth, Em learned to ride a bike yesterday. I have visions of cherubs riding by themselves to school later this very school year, and they are good. Very, very good.

Now if you need me, I’ll be wrapping myself in those visions to survive the rest of this week, or at least until school starts on Thursday and I catch up on some work.