So I'm sitting here watching "The Voice", eating Famous Amos chocolate chip cookies, and making a spreadsheet for a book order for the school when it hits me...I need to do an H post.
Talk about winging it at almost the eleventh hour.
Remember hopscotch? As girls, we would chalk up a shaky, but doable hopscotch board across the often broken sidewalks in front of the big apartment building on our Bronx block. Hours and hours of fun would inevitably happen when we dedicated ourselves to a hopscotch tournament. We didn't need any instant technology or flashing devices. Hopscotch filled the bill quite nicely when it came to entertaining us city kids.
On my street now, guess who is the only house with hopscotch boards all over the driveway? It looks like I'm successfully turning my driveway into a pseudo Bronx street. Now if only I could jump into a double dutch game without spraining something vital.
Back to my cookies. There are two left!
P.S. I'll visit you all soon. I have to finish this project for the school and then I'm back to blogging.