We had a glorious weekend

Dinner at Elizabeth's on the Park.

We do clean up when it is necessary. Golly gee I am a short fat thing.

The weekend was fabulous. Now that things are calmer we are going back to traditions. Magazines and wine in the "Parlor", snacks and animals snuggled in for Friday late afternoon. I stopped and bought some flowers from Trader Joes and a couple of orchids for the bedrooms. And TJ's had no Fiji water. Heavens, what is the world coming to?

Sammy Dog is excited to sit on the chair on the porch and watch the world go by. Zoey cat discovered a window sill she can sit at when the window is open and she is in ecstasy.

The yard is 90% ready for planting and it is in the 70's, that teaser time. If you plant now, it will all die in 2 weeks. Damn. Maybe next week we can get the boston ferns for the outside. And if Big Daddy puts the pots out we can plant the lettuce and onion sets.

Punkin Head has exciting news but I cannot breathe a word in case it does not work out. I sent some presents to my girls. And one for PH. And now doing the flowers for Mother's Day. I think I want a camera for Mother's Day. I remember one year I got a camera for Mother's Day and I was pissed. It was not really a camera for me, BD wanted a camera and used it for an excuse. And I never did get to use the camera. But with Curly coming, I think I want better photos of what is sure to be the most beautiful baby ever.

Can't fix this wonky mess

Dinner at Elizabeth's Savannah

I have pictures of us dressed up and cannot find them. A project for the weekend.

Work is a hoot, the sort company had to change a person to a new job because they could not count. The numbers were always off by something like 183 and finally after we bitched for weeks and weeks and weeks, they tested her and she cannot count. She also tried to get hired by the OEM, Original Equipment Manufacturer, and she did not pass. So now she is trying to cause trouble because, what do people do that cannot do well in society. They try and cause chaos. It is hilarious, all the people who champion her, the UAW buddies and comrades, will not say shit to anyone but her. And she cannot count. How do you get to be old enough to work in an assembly plant and you cannot count.

I am talking 2+2.

I have to go to school tomorrow, at the corporate office and I hate this. Dressing for corporate and going into the plant later and looking appropriate for both without screwing up your clothes. It is rare but I have ripped and torn a few things, some of them new.

My vehicle is back in the shop because the fix did not fix it. Nope, And when I asked Big Daddy if he mentioned that when it "System" went wonky it randomly changed radio stations, well he said he forgot about that part of the mess.

Plan for tomorrow, put out email I am not available and call anyone else, go to class, stop and get great lunch on the way back to the plant and start to have a great weekend.