I know, cheap excuse.

Here’s what’s been going on: My eldest stepson moved out about a month? two months? ago. My youngest stepson joined the Army (!!) infantry (!!!!), graduated from basic training two weeks ago, spent a week with us during which he got his first tattoo (see below), and then flew to Kentucky to report to his unit for the beginning of what he hopes will be his career in the U.S. Army.

Meanwhile, my husband and I are dealing with the mortgage pre-qualification and approval process (We’re pre-qualified but won’t know about pre-approval until Monday at the earliest), the conundrum of where to live when we do purchase a home of our own, and the assorted fun times ensuing when digging out paperwork of various sorts.

Then this weekend is Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival, which I’ll be attending ala famiglia on Saturday, and Monday is my seventh wedding anniversary, for which we’ve planned absolutely no celebration whatsoever.

If anybody needs me, I’ll be over in the corner trembling and nursing a bottle of scotch. See you on the flip side!