I wasn't really captured by crazed carnies. It was just more interesting than the truth.
The Man is a teacher, and I'm a preschool teacher, so back to school is killing us on all fronts. Between the Urchins getting ready, us getting ready, Oldest Urchin's birthday party on Saturday, my mother-in-law having cancer surgery tomorrow, and my father-in-law battling pneumonia, things are in ludicrous speed around Chez Quinn.
I have lots to share from camping, the back yard carnival and an award to graciously receive from the fantastic Marci Koski, plus general madness, but not the time to post it, soooo...
Bear with me. The craziness that is Tongue In Cheek will return. I'm just not sure when.
So here's some intermission music to tide you over in the meantime. (The chorus captures my sentiments exactly.)
Until next time, citizens!
From the pit (of despair)
4 hours ago