No pictures. I know, I was a bum this Sunday. Well, not quite a bum - I did go get a pedicure and meet a friend/colleague for lunch. I also went to Old Navy and the grocery store. The grocery store is a fun place when you're in retail therapy, let me tell you. Imported cheese, tomatoes on the vine, tortillas made in-store, organic milk, premium Hamburger Helper (cheesy mac, of course). I did splurge for Quorn (a mushroom derivative rather than soy) crumbles. So, I've got food I enjoy.
It's 12:20pm and I'm supposed to be at work at 2pm. It takes 20 miuntes to get to work. The math tells me it's time to take a shower and be gone. AND I have to stop at the front desk - UPS has left a leetle box of shoe happiness and I wannit. There's also another package - my lovely mother sent my other pair of glasses so that I can go and get my eyes checked and get new lenses. Soon, when I look at the brightly lit UFOs descending into DFW, I might actually see the airplanes folks keep telling me about.
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