My dear friend from high school, Lisa, sent me this today:
This morning, I had the rare need to kill about 45 minutes from 9 to 9:45. I brought in my novel and settled down in a comfy chair at Starbucks -- though, I can't imagine many sillier things than a padded chair with no arms! -- and instead of attending to my novel, read The Washington Post for the duration. It's almost scary, how much I enjoyed relaxing there and reading whatever I wanted to, for as long (sort of) as I wanted to. I came darn near to crying at the tale of the teen who rounded up 2,800 prom dresses for Katrina 'victims'. A somewhat silly story, I suppose, but so sweet in its own way. So fun for me to SIT and RELAX with the PHYSICAL PAPER. I can't explain it. I guess you either know what I mean, or you don't.
We -- the day care -- had a field trip today, to the Natural History Museum. It was originally billed as a trip to the American History Museum, which I found odd -- wondering what could interest 3- and 4-year-olds. Heck, I'm not that interested in the A.H.M. I mean, some of it's good and all, but ... anyway. I went along to make sure Lizzy wasn't lost or stolen. Mission: Accomplished! The odd thing was, we all went our separate ways for about 45 minutes, then ate lunch together. So basically, Lizzy and I bummed around the VERY CROWDED museum by ourselves, occasionally bumping into her wee partners in crime and their parents or day carers. Something we could have done together any old time. Man, that place was crowded! Hey, did I mention how crowded it was?!? Swarms of kids. Streams of kids. Squadrons of kids. Kids, kids, kids!
Thankfully, work is reasonably peaceful today. Ran into the ex-fiance at Starbucks (yes, my second trip of the day). It continues not to be as weird as you'd think it might be. He told me a couple days ago that he and his wife (married in December) are having a baby this coming December. Quick work, folks! I'm really happy for him.
Random comment o' the day -- anyone considering getting LASIK surgery, I strongly recommend it. It is awesome to have semi-perfect vision. I saw a woman in Starbucks today who had to go into the restroom to swap her contact lenses. She put them in the wrong eyes. I thought, Oh yeah! I used to have that problem.
Happy weekend, everyone. I'm going to visit my Dotty friend in Baltimore. Proving that I love her by voluntarily driving close to five hours round trip tomorrow. Ewwwww.
(Just kidding, Dotty. I mean, I do love ya, of course! But driving by myself -- I can actually control the radio! YESSSSS! -- is almost a pleasure.