S.A.Y.A.N.D.D. and other stuff, briefly.
I awoke to the chiming of glass falling into the garbage truck, (er, no, the recycling truck,) and scrambled to get mine out to the curb in time. Mission accomplished. Yay! Why didn't my phone alarm go off to remind me? Crappy phone alarms.
This "weekend" was A's party, and I think all went well. The party really began after I left, I think, because he was expecting loads of people from the night shift, and I had to go to work this morning. I left at 11pm, and I think the late shift got off at 3am-ish. Urg, I hate Mondays... Um, I mean Fridays.
I had dreams about being on a pirate ship that turned out to be my car, and one of the grocery managers from Healthy Hut was trying to help me keep it afloat by wedging muffins underneath the windshield wipers. Yeah, I have no idea what that one's about. We don't even HAVE muffins at the Hut.
There's a really funny story involving cake, and me getting locked out on A's upstairs deck, but I don't have time to tell it just now. I promise to do so after work.
Lastly, it's not serious, we think, but my dad went into the hospital in MN yesterday morning because he has diverticulitis, leading to an infection in one of the folds of his intestines, and it ruptured. He was feeling much better last night (at 9pm central time) when I talked to him. Hopefully he'll be coming home today or tomorrow.
This "weekend" was A's party, and I think all went well. The party really began after I left, I think, because he was expecting loads of people from the night shift, and I had to go to work this morning. I left at 11pm, and I think the late shift got off at 3am-ish. Urg, I hate Mondays... Um, I mean Fridays.
I had dreams about being on a pirate ship that turned out to be my car, and one of the grocery managers from Healthy Hut was trying to help me keep it afloat by wedging muffins underneath the windshield wipers. Yeah, I have no idea what that one's about. We don't even HAVE muffins at the Hut.
There's a really funny story involving cake, and me getting locked out on A's upstairs deck, but I don't have time to tell it just now. I promise to do so after work.
Lastly, it's not serious, we think, but my dad went into the hospital in MN yesterday morning because he has diverticulitis, leading to an infection in one of the folds of his intestines, and it ruptured. He was feeling much better last night (at 9pm central time) when I talked to him. Hopefully he'll be coming home today or tomorrow.