Day five. Last weekday off ( Read more... )

My dad and I usually go on shopping excursions together this time of year. Sometimes we pick out stuff for each other; sometimes we help the other get gifts for mom and grandma. They're hard to buy for. On Monday, dad had said, hey, do you want to go out tomorrow? Okay, fine. Except on Tuesday he ended up working late and was tired. Okay, how ( Read more... )

The Saturday of Mother's Day weekend long has been when my mother and I celebrate with my grandmother. I worked on Sundays, and the Saturday before seemed less hectic, so even after I stopped working Sundays, we kept it going. For this year, mom wanted to go someplace that the Red Hat ladies are going next weekend, Pinstripes in South Barrington ( Read more... )

We had a visitor yesterday who brought breakfast in the form of Panera bagels. Since I'm never hungry when I first get to work--see, I do this thing where I eat breakfast at home--I didn't get a bagel before they were all snatched up. Never fear--Panera itself delivered a goody basket later in the day. No, seriously. When we have guests we ( Read more... )

I have the day off tomorrow. I literally can't recall the last time I had the Fourth of July off, though it was probably 2003 ( Read more... )

It was 7:30 this morning. I was laying in bed, thinking happy Jen thoughts, half-listening to the news, glad I had a late start, and then the phone rang. Huh? At first I didn't recognize the number. Then it kicked in that it was R's home phone. Uh...yes? Guess who wasn't coming in today, who was scheduled to open the kiosk. That's right, our ( Read more... )

As birthdays go, yesterday was pretty decent, starting with the weather. It was sunny and warm, which isn't something you get in Chicago in November. Mother Nature wasn't super-kind to me, with one of her gifts being a lovely zit under my nose, but eh ( Read more... )

( This is why mom only had *one* child )

Mom and I are taking a break from our town's festival. We were there for a couple hours, and we'll be back in about an hour when our acting teacher, Paul, has a demonstration ( Read more... )

I am so glad this isn't an oral journal, because my throat is rather sore right now. I spent all day talking to my students, and coupled with my vocal chords being strained on Saturday at the wedding (talking over the band), my throat is not in a good way ( Read more... )