Happy Birthday Sheryl! It's before midnight here, so it's still Friday.

Too much milk- caramel flan?

Of all the questions I've ever read here, or ASKED here, or thought someone might one day ask here...this was never, EVER one of them.

I laughed so loud that I woke up the kitty.

Same, except I startled the dog.

My Fetal Pig

When I was a high school senior, I worked at a small family-owned grocery store, the kind that's now hard to find. One of my co-workers was also my lab partner in my high school Anatomy & Physiology class.

Susan and I dissected our fetal pig together. We named her after our boss's son, who was a few years older. Overall, he was funny and decent to us, but could be an utter pig of a different order. L was best friends with Susan's brother, and my dad and his dad were friendly, so he left her alone. Where I was concerned, L split his time with me either flirting madly, or regaling me with tales of his sexual exploits. I never got how he thought that would do anything other than turn me off, but where I was concerned he was basically harmless if wildly inappropriate.

Flash-forward a few years, L is also the person who ran into my mom right after I finished college and told her to tell me to apply for a job at the hospital where he worked and served as a reference for me.

Our offices were off-campus in the Charlestown Navy Yard, where, co-incidentally, my mom worked for a public agency. She was supposed to pick me up after my 1st Christmas party there. I was outside waiting for her (which never happens -- if mom is only 5 minutes early, she apologizes for being late) when it started to snow pretty heavily. I went back inside to the lobby pay phone to call and see if she got delayed at work, when my L came by and said he would drive me home.

He talked me into staying, so I did. Soon thereafter, he introduced me to his co-worker who had worked there much longer than I had, but I'd never before laid eyes on him.

And that, kids, is how I met your father.

That's just... Neat!

Spike flashback!

My Fetal Pig

Delightful!!

I have a zoom open if anyone wants to pop in.

hour over

Ugh, I got to sleep at 1:30, woke up again at 3, read until 6, and slept until 12:45. My body is profoundly unhappy from being in bed that long.

Timelies all!

Quiet day. Gary went out for groceries this morning and I went to pick up lunch.(Where I had forgotten that I needed to notify the staff I was there for curbside pick-up when I got there, and had to make an impromptu mask from my overshirt to go inside and get our food.)

Matthew and his mom went out for.. I don't even know. His car died. I don't know, they got a ride back here. And now she is calling everyone she knows to tell everyone what happened because that's what she does and Matthew is trying to get her to stop because he doesn't want everyone to know his business. I'm back to feeling trapped and like I'm done and I just want out. I almost did some baking but then it was "what are you doing" and suggestions of what I should do instead and offers of help and I am pretty sure when I can take a vacation I'm going to go to the beach and see my dad for a bit and my aunt and then spend several days alone.

On the other hand I perfectly fried 2 eggs , flipped them without breaking them , when I was making egg sandwiches for lunch.

Despite living alone, I was really feeling like I needed a day without talking to anyone today. I can't even imagine living with anyone I wasn't crazy about.