My Labor Day weekend was pretty uneventful. We just had a cookout yesterday. Pretty standard - Hamburgers, hot dogs, potato salad, baked beans, cole slaw, brownies, and a few other miscellaneous items. It was all delicious, of course. We stuffed ourselves silly. Then my mom suggested we go shopping. It is without a doubt her favorite past time. Allyson managed to find quite a few good buys. Then I got three of the $5 graphic tees from Old Navy, and two pairs of their pajama shorts, which were also $5. I wish I could have found some pants. I always have the hardest time with them.

I can’t believe it’s already September. It’s nearly time to start boxing up my summer clothes and bringing out the fall clothing. I cringe at the thought of going out into the garage and moving boxes around. It’s pretty scary in there. Every year my grandpa claims he’s waiting for that perfect day to get my brother and cousins out here to help him clean it out. If he’s waiting for the perfect day, I can pretty much guess that it’s just never going to happen.

Tori had her first day of preschool today. I can’t believe she’s old enough to go. It seems impossible that she’s already four. Time flies entirely too quickly. I have a birthday coming up this month, which I’m adamantly trying to pretend isn’t happening, and at the end of the year my brother will be fifteen. That’s just too bizarre to try to fathom. I still think of him as a little kid. Maybe because I just don’t want him to grow up. It makes me feel old, but I guess he’ll always be my baby brother regardless of how old either of us are.

Another day closer to Breaking Dawn. I should start singing “I Will Survive” to convince myself I’m going to make it to August 2nd. I doubt it would help and would probably only result in embarrassment, but whatever.

I went to the mall with my mom yesterday. She wanted to see if she could get some waterproof pants - like a pancho - for my brother since his jeans were getting soaked during detassling. Then I came home and listened to the live MuggleCast. I think I’ll have to download it and listen again because it cut out a few times on me and Firefox also froze once or twice. Very annoying.

So my grandpa got in trouble with my grandma last week. She looked out the window and saw that he decided to attach some of his ham radio antenna’s to Tori’s swing set. It’s one of those wooden swing sets, so it’s pretty sturdy, but even so, it looks ridiculous. I think he might had taken one of them down. He’s such a clutter bug sometimes.