Not that I'm counting or anything (haha) but today is exactly one month since we were DTV, 5 weeks since we got our 171H and been referral-ready. At that time our agency quoted 30-90 days for a wait until referral. We are on day 37 of that wait and not expecting anything for at least another 2 weeks. Not, you know, that I'm counting or anything.

For those who I offended with my beer comments, please understand it isn't about the beer, it's about the neighbors :-) I am not crazy about beer, I don't get the appeal. I think it tastes like urine (or at least what I imagine urine would taste like). And this opinion, alone, makes us enough of an outcast for our neighbors to think we aren't cool enough for their club. It's the beer-chugging, tobacco-chewing, Hummer-driving, ignore-your-kids and gossip-about-the-neighbors club. We just aren't dues-paying members, it seems.

So today is a new day. It started off swimmingly when, at 7am (yes, A.M.) the jack-hammering began again. I swear this is illegal and if I wasn't such a slow waker, I would have called the cops to buy myself another hour of sleep. But I was groggy and off my game.

Ironically, the resident 4yo slept until 8:30. He's usually the 7am waker. Does jack-hammering qualify as white noise?

So I blew this popscicle stand, walked the 10 miles to our car (ok, more like 100 feet but whose keeping track? All I know is it isn't in my garage OR in my driveway and access to the front of my house is completely out of the question, thanks to jack-hammerers) and went to JoAnn's for their big Firefly sale. Bought some quilt fabric for one of the five Asian quilt swaps I insanely joined all at once. Then I bought some F-Day gifts and various other meaningless token items. I picked up my negs, now nicely transferred to CD for the low low price of $6.50. Now I have digital wedding photos to share - hurray! Stopped at the local quilt shop where they don't provide 50% off coupons and coughed up the dinero for the expensive bamboo-print fabric I need for another swap. 2 down, 5 to go.

Came home, went to beach with all six kids, regretted this instantly, headache and itchy eyes prevail.

Came home, went to dinner and more errands with my 3 sons and hubby. Semi-productive search for furniture for our front porch ends, to be continued at 7am tomorrow morning. Bought yet another swap fabric - 3 down, 2 to go. Bought a new beach chair with canopy so beach visits are more enjoyable for me, bought a new picnic bag which will remind me daily of all my flaws and limitations since it will never get used. But hey - it was 50% off! Who could pass up that deal?!! Stopped for ice cream no one needed but we all sure enjoyed. And now it's bedtime.

Thanks to anal-retentive kids who must know every detail of every minute of every day, tomorrow is all mapped out. Nacho Libre (which may or may not win us cool-neighbor points but as soon as the neighborhood gets wind that our 4 yo aspires to be Nacho Libre when he grows up, maybe we'll finally be cool enough!), more swimming at the beach, more F-day shopping, a trip to the nursery for some flowers and single parenthood for me while I lose my husband to his second wife his writing :-)

Hope everyone has a great Father's Day weekend! On the big day, hubby has already chosen to go bowling (brownie points in the cool neighbor club) and grill dogs. I volunteered to do the closest thing I do to cooking - make guacamole. Ha.