My cat is at the door, telling me it's time to feed him.
It's always time to eat, according to him.
I'm drinking coffee, trying to plan a menu for the next several days, and looking at all the housework that needs to be done before bunco on Tuesday night.
Why did I volunteer to host bunco on a night after I work all day?
I have lots of ideas on what to feed them, but no concrete plans...Lasagna? Mexican Casserole? Chili or chicken enchilada soup?
What about dessert? Brownies? Pie? Cookies?
I mowed the yard last night with our push mower, as the riding mower's blades wouldn't turn...My neighbor stood in his yard with his socks on, smoked a cigarette, and watched me.
In my gray hand-me-down shorts from Studmuffin's Aunt Aleta with the word "Sooners" written across my butt, and my also hand-me-down "Ski Sandia Peak" t-shirt with holes in the armpit, also compliments of Aleta...
Lovely.
I watched a stupid tear jerker last night. I hate movies that make me cry great gulping sobs with tears dripping off my chin and snot running out my nose. I went in Blockbuster to rent Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds" and instead left with "Dear John." I don't know what I was thinking...
Okay. I better get busy. I have no purpose in this post other than to procrastinate on the stuff I should be doing...
But, I will end with one question: What do you have planned for this weekend?
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My goal was to work on the online class I am developing for the spring semester, but that has changed. I decided that I am going to continue sipping my coffee on the patio till the pot is empty (made less than half a pot) then I'm gonna get out my sewing machine and finish a project. Later, I will take the boys to their birthday parties/sleep overs and have a meal with my friend Deonda. NO WORK for me.
I quit playing bunco just because I was overwhelmed by the prospect of feeding all the ladies.
This weekend, I have gone to a Christian Ed. conference and am now at my sweet in-laws house. Tomorrow is the drive home and then dinner at my SIL's house. Busy!
You were gonna watch The Birds alone???? You're crazy!
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