The biggest idiot on the planet….

….is quite likely me. Guess who was happily trimming tree roots from a hole we were digging and accidentally snipped the satellite cable wire? Oh sweet Lord. Yes. Idiot. Me. So I’ll be digging up cable tomorrow morning and hoping that my darling husband can somehow mend it. I’m not sure. I have my doubts. But I swear, it LOOKED like a tree root. Maaannnn…

Good news: all the B&Bs and hotels are booked for Ireland. Whew! Load off my chest. I’m just hoping that things are relatively close by. I don’t want to spend all my time in a car. But now I can actually think about the sightseeing part. Yay for that! I look forward to studying ancient ruins and thinking about all those hunky Irish warriors who went about, dragging their ladies by the hair. Heh. Like that ever happened. I’m sure that ancient warriors were reminded to take off their armor at the door and for god’s sake, quit leaving the garderobe door open. But I digress.

Now I just have to fix all the various and sundry things that are left to do before WEDNESDAY. Remind me again what I was thinking when I planned these trips back to back?

But on the bright side, I hope to run into many many blog-buddies. I have my eharlequin jammies ready to go for the pajama party. Can’t wait.

In the meantime, I just have to accomplish a few more thousand things. Deep breath. We’ll figure it all out. Now please send out lots of prayers into the universe that the Goddess of All Editors will take pity and buy my book.

And say a little prayer that my husband won’t whack me over the head with a shovel for cutting his satellite cable when he should have been watching Sports Center. I’m sure he’s wanting to right now….especially since I’m leaving him alone with the children for 11 days…:banana:

Perhaps I should buy him a drink in Ireland. Or maybe a few…:drunk: