I'm reading the synagogue bulletin. It mentions that, since Yom Kippur falls on the same day as a home football game, parking will be a problem, so they suggest taking the bus.

The hell? I'm watching Andy Griffith. Opie's friend Trey is sleeping over. (They're about eight years old or so in this episode.) Opie and Trey are supposed to be going to sleep, but they're playing army men instead. So Andy tells them that they'll probably sleep better if they're sleeping in different rooms, and Andy brings Trey over to his room to sleep in his bed, with him. I cannot imagine this scene playing out this way in a show nowadays.

The what now? Oy.

OMG I am so tired I want to punch someone in the face and I now have a rehearsal dinner and family time to look forward to!

Lots of opportunites for punching, then.

Dear baker, that does *not* look like rockets:

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I am mentioning in a separate post, that other post may be NSFW, depending on the eye of the beholder....

Now I am trying to find wording for a wedding announcement that doesn't sound incredibly twee.

"We're married, bitches!"

sj, ask the seamstress about making it a corset back. Then you can add all the additional fabric you need, plus I think it would work well with the style of the dress.

Maria, thanks! I’ll keep that in mind.

vw, stop checking your work e-mail. Deal with the boss on Monday.

Dear baker, that does *not* look like rockets:

They do look like they could go off at any time.

Today is hard. Drew is a lot more out of it than he has been recently and I'm exhausted and hungry. Don't need hugs. Just needed to reach out. Sometimes sitting in a hospital room is the loneliest thing in the world, even when you aren't the patient. Maybe especially when you aren't the patient.

Deal with the boss on Monday.

Oh, boss SO doesn't email. We check her email and respond for her.

Sometimes sitting in a hospital room is the loneliest thing in the world, even when you aren't the patient. Maybe especially when you aren't the patient.

Honey, I think each are equally lonely in their own ways. We're here. Reach out in any way you need.

Oh honey, I so know how you feel.

You don't need hugs, but what do you need (that we might provide?) Entertainment?

I went out this afternoon and after a chilly morning it was nice and sunny so I stopped at a bar to have beer on the patio.

Two sips in, the wind caught the big laminated menu, which then sent my phone flying and my beer straight onto my lap (and my book). Awesome.

I got another and spent the next hour carefully turing soggy pages until my pants dried enough that I could walk home without looking like I peed myself.