yes, my dear, it REALLY is august 23rd.

i woke up today to the sound of my alarm clock screaming at me at the crack of dawn (ok, it was 9am). when i turned the clock off, i laid back down trying to go back to sleep, only to find a neon yellow poster hanging from my ceiling. "GET OUT OF BED! IT IS AuGUsT 23rd, YOUR LAST WEEK OF SUMMER." written in big bold letters, in pink. then in smaller letters it says "Julie's To Do list:
GET OUT OF BED.
organize all your school stuff.
pick up Laura (my sister) around noon, at Jaci L's house near Bienvenda, yes you have to walk, dad's busy.
finish Summer Reading"
in even smaller letters it says
"Love, mom call me if you get bored, maybe play with kim this morning (my other litte sister)"

AND for the cherry on top...
my neighbor just called and wants me to take her 8 year son to the Yogi-o or watever it is movie.
This kind of thing makes me want to jump into lava.
but $8 and hour makes it a little better.

Well, wish me a happy "Last Week of Summer" and watch me do my "8 days til my BI-RTH-DAY!" dance, witch is SO different from the "9 days til my BIR-TH-DAY" dance...