After bedding down early last night, I wake as if it were a
weekday: 6:30am. No
coffee but my roommate's plain ol'
Maxwell House, I'll have to get something a little more
rich and flavorful at the
grocery store. Node a little, chat a little, solicit
name suggestions for ModernAngel's new computer, shower and dress and shopping. At 9:30am
ShopRite is busy already. I score some fresh
vegetables and
tofu in preparation for
stir-fry experimentation. I am definitely
not turning vegetarian, but I can see where
there may be room for the occasional vegetarian meal in a well-balanced, healthy diet...
Mom greets me at the outer door as I'm carrying groceries in, to tell me Dad stopped by to pick up the parking ordinance questionnaire. I missed him by minutes. Groceries remain out on the table as I courier the forms over to Dad's house. He's
not home, I
let myself in and put them on the
kitchen table. I don't want to stay long, there were two
GIANT bugs (
Scotigera?
Scutipoda? "hairy nasty
centipede-y") when I stopped by yesterday. As I pass
Dunney Park on the way home,
the Easter Bunny is taking pictures in the
drizzle with local kids.
I slurp down a
Fresh Samantha Get Smart! Body Zoomer for a late breakfast, and settle down to some more noding. -And I wonder why the weekends go so fast... A long mid-afternoon phone chat, "
stir-fry tech support". Pretty good, although it feels like I should eat some bread or else it's not a meal. By 6PM I am feeling like a
nap.