Boy, did I have a night.
Yesterday I was in Rolla. The kids and I had spent the night at my mom's house and we took Jake to the vet in the morning. I was right about his ear being infected. He has medicine now. And he's covered shot-wise for another year. Kinda makes me wonder about the kids....
We got back home much MUCH later than I had planned. I was still unpacking stuff my mom had sent with us and cooking dinner. Josh said they'd had a slow day and could get home by 6:30. Well, he actually came home at quarter til, so I really rushed out the door to practice. At least I'd told everyone I might be late, because I was.
Practice went okay I guess, especially since I hadn't stretched. I wish I could have practiced playing Odaiko for Drive, since we didn't get to practice that while the rest of the group was gone, but Eddie wanted me to play woodblock instead. There was lots to do, and lots to discuss, and we ended up leaving almost an hour late. There was still construction on the way home. Geh. And then I talked to Josh before bed....which happened at 1.
We had some pie together. There is a place in Rolla called Slice Of Pie that makes home-made, yummy, abundantly filled pies. I am particularly fond of their blackberry crumb. I went in there to get a special treat for Josh, since he's having such a rough season. This Calculus is a huge and stressful work load, in addition to his stressful new position at work. The problem is that the pie I know he loves is a frozen one, and with a 2 hour drive back to Warrenton in a hot car there is no point in getting it. I shopped around, but the other ones he'd like were also frozen or refrigerated. But then there is the famous Toll House pie. It's like a giant chocolate chip cookie in a crust. I'd never had it before, and it was one of the three that were recommended when I told the lady at the register that I had a long drive. So, what I did was get half of a Toll House pie, and half of a pecan pie. I like those, and it was another of the recommended ones. I almost got peach pie, but I don't know if it would get eaten. Slice of Pie was serving quiche for lunch. I REALLY wanted a piece, but they aren't cheap, and no price was listed. As it was, I spent almost all my cash on the pies. I'm still craving it. I wonder if they have any in the frozen food section at Wal-mart....
And now. On a subject that has recently come to my attention. I don't like being forced to hear the sad stories of people I hardly know. Just because it may involve someone I am moderately acquainted with does not suddenly make it my business. Okay, I admit it. I gossip. But I don't want to be chucked head first into the very personal events or conversations (especially those) of a mutual acquaintance. Especially the unhappy ones. Now I'm having nightmares about the tortured face of a woman I've met three times. And I'm furious about the things that I'm suddenly thinking and feeling. I lie in bed unintentionally writing helpful speeches that I have absolutely no business ever delivering.
I didn't sleep well. Slightly better than at my mom's, where I was sharing a bed with Abbie and she thrashed all night. Speaking of Abbie, she woke up at 4 with a "sick" diaper. (Trust me, you don't want any more details than that.) I hauled myself out of bed and cleaned her up, but it took her nearly an hour to get back to sleep.
Today, we've had our share of problems. But I took a shower and have decided that I can't possibly be upset on a perfect day like this. In a minute, I'm off to make sandwiches to eat on the front porch for lunch. Yay for Friday! You should have lunch outside, too! It's a picnic kind of day.
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