Successful day

Work was good, the bill for the car came to less than a hundred bucks, and Jeff and I watched “What Just Happened?”

This morning I mended a pair of pants and folded laundry, and now it’s time for a shower and to hit the road.  I am feeling much better – not the cold, although that’s somewhat better, but mostly because after today I have a three day weekend.  Off Monday!  w00T!

Various activities

First, a Lindy Hop Flashmob from Vancouver.

Wasn’t that adorable?  Ziva’s off to the krankenhaus today to get her brakes looked at (they are working fine as far as I can tell but a panic stop or even a hard stop brings the brake light on).

I didn’t post yesterday and I didn’t even notice… maybe my internet addiction is controllable after all.

I do know that my mood, which has been miserable, has improved markedly.

Good visit

It was great to see mOm.  Just before I went to pick her up a great blue heron flew super close to me and then sat on the roof of the garage across the street and gave me the staredown.  Very odd.  Then another great blue heron flew over our heads as we dropped her off.

Paul’s off to Ontario for a couple of weeks.  He has an action packed itinerary and will be seeing many of the people I saw last October.

True Blood was great, and since Jeff hasn’t seen it yet I can’t say a word about it.

In the spirit of Treme, this sucks.

No flowers, but applause

Training was interesting.  Kinda therapeutic. At ten after five, Nick pinned me to the wall with the fiercest (while most entirely civil) riposte I’ve experienced in many months.  I’m still reeling from it.  The set up would take about six months, so let’s skip that part.

Prior to that, I didn’t buy the IT guy flowers but I did applaud when the QA guy prompted me to.  I mean, really.  Expend a few calories in appreciation?  No problem.

OMFG.  There were leftovers at the potluck and SOMEBODY MADE POUTINE.  I’ve been happy in my life, but when I saw real live poutine I nearly died of joy.  And I’d already eaten.  And, what about that England -Algeria game?  The Algerians won, nil-nil.

Watched Transporter III, and I would viddy Jason Statham attempting Shakespeare, I love him so.

Must go crash now.

My sense of humour has been rebooted

All men are alike.  It’s tragic, but it’s also funny.  Any further details (recent) supporting this contention will result in drama, so I’m going to pass over that.

Watched Age of Stupid.  I know the point wasn’t to make me want to kill myself, but honestly, it’s a damned dark movie.  Even so, I still feel better than I did this time yesterday.

Light day at work today – training session on the new call center software.  I should buy flowers for the IT guy on the way in to work.

Jericho and Ziva

At one point in the evening I looked out to see five bunnies frolicking on the grass next to the club.

Mike and I killed a pitcher of beer and ate burgers and dogs and yam fries.  The sun and the mountains and the water put us in a damned good mood.

Then….. one of the BEST BEST BEST open mics ever, including a beautiful rendition of Wild Mountain Thyme (Mike and I admitted to each other after that we wept, thinking of John).  The duo as the main event I’ve seen before (they inspired me to get a laptop snare) and they were awesome, I LOVE their choice of material.   At the half Grant and Rozo appeared (Rozo used to be Vilma) and it was so good to see them.

Watched soccer at lunch yesterday at work.  I was the only woman in the room.  It was the Brazil PRK game.

Then I showed off Ziva and drove Mike home.  Mike enjoyed not having to drive for a change; he called it a rare treat, and ya gotta love a sunroof on a night like that.

And Baby Makes Squee

Younguns, had lots of them this weekend.  Tré, making Jeff laugh and laugh and laugh (and why the hell not, he’s a winsome one.

Kids at church, saying awesomely wise and funny things during the kids’ story.  I relayed the message to the rest of the congregation and we all had a good laugh.

Service was almost exactly an hour.  I can do some things right.  Prelude music worked out alright.  Accompanist David had big galomphing piles of awesomeness in all directions.  So in love.  But not with the sound system, another story oyveyizmir.

Saw Lady Miss B, and by extension, her nameless parasite. (Yes, she’s enceinte).

Came home and apart from making supper, didn’t do much of anything.

Season three opener for True Blood kicked ass, and had major amounts of dudity between two major characters.  No spoilers, this one’s too good as a surprise.

Hope everybody had a good weekend.

SGU closes, True Blood opens

Season Finale for SGU was pretty good (better than the previous episode, for sure) and now my tv impatience is directed at the season opener for True Blood, which is Sunday night.

Finally have everything together for the service tomorrow.  Deep breaths.

Marylke and Bareld fed us a spectacular meal last night – the company and the meal were delightful.

Now, back to the OOS, which is starting to look like a small pamphlet.