Well, it was that time of year again...time for our annual Lemonade and "Yummy" sale with
all proceeds going to the Alzheimer's Association.
Unfortunately, this year we did NOT pass our goal. Each year we try to surpoass the amount we did the year before, and quite honestly, I'm assuming the recession hit us as much as anyone else. Courtney was disappointed, but as we told all our customers yesterday, every little bit helps!
With Courtney not returning to NY until the day before the sale, it was up to me to do the baking. On Thursday, I baked 8 dozen cupcakes
and 3 boxes of brownies. Courtney made the monkey bread when she got home on Friday.
Speaking of Courtney getting home, it couldn't have come too soon for me. She was lucky to have 5 great weeks in London, but wouldn't you know it, the last week there, riots broke out. I was quite concerned, even though she constantly reassured me they weren't near her. When people go crazy like that for no reason, you never know what can happen. I'm just SO GLAD that she's home safe and sound!
As one comes, it will soon be time for the other to go. Brandon will be leaving for college on August 24th....not too far away. In true male form, he has not done anything to get ready. He has not packed anything, nor looked through any of Courtney's stuff to see what he can use. Ah yes, Courtney will be transferring BACK to Hofstra. Yes. I feel so bad for her that the school she dreamed of going to (Fordham) disappointed her and she hated it there. She made a very smart choice and decided to head back to Hofstra, where she has more friends and can work hands on in her major. She will be living at home with us, not dorming as she had done the first 2 years of college. I know she was VERY concerned about leaving me once Brandon went away to school, and I tried my best to make sure that she was not staying close for that reason. She seems happy and content with her decision and for that I am happy for her. It doesn't take away my disappointment that Fordham did not live up to her expectations in any way.
Mike is STILL battling the same sores. He has good days and bad days. I won't say anything more because I truly believe I jinx things sometimes.
Me, I'm stretched to my limites. My fingers and wrists have been hurting me ALOT lately, and I know it's from transferring Mike onto the bed at night. I'm sure I will eventually suffer from arthritis somewhere down the line.
I am talking to the journalist who wrote the story about us in Newsady on collaborating on a book. She seems excited about the idea, so we'll see where it goes.
I hope to keep everyone updated, but I know the next few weeks will be C-R-A-Z-Y!!