It’s time to go home…
…but I can’t find my man-friend. We did drive separately today, but it seems rude to just up and leave without telling him. Where could that weirdo be?
I put like five KitchenAid mixers on my Cooking.com registry. I don’t really need five, but they come in so many pretty colors, and I couldn’t find Denny to ask him what he liked best. So yeah, I’ll have to update that right-quick.
It doesn’t feel very Fri-dish to me today, I think because I had a very busy day and I’m wearing nice pants. Usually on Fridays I have only one or zero meetings and I wear jeans. Won’t it be a lovely surprise when I wake up at 6:45 tomorrow and realize I can go back to sleep?
Did ya git some tires?
I have an appointment tomorrow to get them.