Saturday...

[susandennis]

First the bitching...

My sister sent me an email last night.  They are going out of town for four days and she wanted to let me know where they would be.  She couldn't be bothered to look up the phone number but gave me a convoluted set of how I might spend an hour or two tracking them down if I wanted to. Since the underlying message is "in case Mom dies", it's an especially thoughtful note. 

Rest assured, if I need to get in contact with her (which, by the way, has not happened in, let's see, about 6 years and that was not even critical), I will wait until she gets back.  If Mom dies, she'll still be dead then, too. 

Ok, I think that does it for the bitching...

I spent the morning working on two different work projects.  One went incredibly smoothly.  One was like a steeplechase and I lost.  Everything I attempted was met with something to jump over and finally, in the end, I landed in a puddle with the bar off the previous fence on my back.  The idiots who made that all possible are another vendor that the client is already kind of pissed at.  My little email full of screenshots and questions should turn that screw a bit.  And, I'm ok with that.

I think I may just take the rest of the day off. 

Well, one errand and then the day off.  There's a wonderful little shop up the street and I think I'm going to go poke my nose in there and see if I can come up with something brilliant to take to Kieran's and  Alan's.  

THEN it shall be feet up, knitting needles in action and TV on.

Oh and if you want see something really really mean...  Christmas cookies being made and you can't have one or even smell them cooking or lick the bowl.  Check out journal of That Most Torturer, ms_hackman, and Her Bake Off.  Bitch.