So, I missed the Third Annual Blogger Barbecue.
But, if you care about that at all, you already knew. Otherwise, you weren’t there either, so you don’t care if I was!
This morning, I was picking up my kids from a summer camp near Plymouth, NH. That’s almost 3 hours away, not counting stops.
I had two choices. Stress everyone out by insisting we rush right home so I could get to the barbecue, or enjoy a leisurely time with the family, stopping as necessary.
The initial plan was to rush right home, I hate to admit. I figured we could all relax at North Beach. Worst case, I could go alone.
Then I saw how exhausted the kids were from a week of non-stop summer camp action. So, I opted for the latter and we rolled into Burlington around 4:00 PM, in the pouring rain.
No barbecue for me.
The real bummer is that this is the only weekend we had plans that were set in stone. Like, ever. I mean ever. Seriously. Other than holidays, we never have plans like this. And the rest of my summer is wide open.
‘Twas not meant to be, I suppose. Better luck next year.
My only question now is whether or not another conservative blogger was there to represent.