Don . . . . stop torturing me with all this talk of renovation . . . . .
I'm not at work. Actually I got a call late last night to ask if I'd come in but I'd had a bit too much wine.
Today is softball at 2 p.m. and yes, ds does actually go to preschool today:imbar
I have to figure out a way to take photos of dd and me for our Visa's . . . . I'm out of printer ink. I don't know if the local drug store with the do-it-yourself printer has a way to reduce the size to passport size . . . and dd didn't get a copy of her immunizations yesterday, which I need to send off to the mission. So many details.
Got my hair highlighted yesterday - spent time with ds and his new girlfriend. She is very nice, talks well with adults and kids, funny, smart, in college and works, tall - all legs and very pretty. After dinner we took Danny for a bike ride - had a nice walk through the neighborhood my ds lives in.
Ok - enough about me, myself and I . . . . .
Tweety - did you go back to bed?