S and I are taking my grandpa Jones out to dinner tonight. I called him Tuesday to check he was free tonight, and reiterated several times we would be by Thursday around 6.30, since I'm off work at 6. So last night he calls my dad and my aunt, complaining that I said we'd be there last night by 6 and wondering where we were. Sigh. He's almost 90, and lately he's become forgetful...paying the gas company twice when he no longer has gas in his new place, etc. It made me sad. He's always been so sharp and spry.
In other, lesser news, I have been having fun today making myself icons. They are, unfortunately, the exact opposite of fancy, particularly the fonts, but I'm making do with what my office computer has to offer. But this way I can keep myself amused with the low-tech side of things and bother certain other persons when I have the itch for somethin' faincy *g*
It is so much fun. Also so very frustrating.
If I get fired, y'all know why.