Not much to report around here. Lots of swimming and drinking of Slurpee's and surprisingly a bot of Back-to-school shopping. What is wrong with me? School doesn't start for 7 more weeks and it finally got warm here and now I am looking at pants and long sleeved shirts? Just more proof that my behavior is completely driven by marketing campaigns.

Anyway, it's been quiet. Almost too quiet. I realize that life without Henry would be slightly uneventful. He's gone for the week to Cousin Camp and an extended Grandma's Sleepover in the Land of My Inheritance (Los Angeles County). He is living it up right now and I am curious to see how we measure up when he gets back. The Swim Park at the lake just doesn't measure up to the Beach Club, I'm afraid. I think I may have to crash Cousin Camp next year.

If you are curious about his adventures, you can follow him here and here.