My friends, Monday is nearly here. And I don’t want to go to work. Anyone know of any second-week excuses I can use? I’ve been doing online training modules all weekend, so I guess you could say my brain has had enough “W” it can take. Do you know what would make this all better? [...]
My friends, Monday is nearly here. And I don’t want to go to work. Anyone know of any second-week excuses I can use? I’ve been doing online training modules all weekend, so I guess you could say my brain has had enough “W” it can take. Do you know what would make this all better? Some cake.
This weekend was pretty nice. Friday was low-key, which I dig. And going to bed at reasonable hour allowed me to get up early for breakfast with my grandparents and my dad on Saturday. We hadn’t been to breakfast for a couple months because it was hard for my grandma to get around; but she’s doing much better now, so we decided to go. Good times.
Saturday night, though, was cool. I hung out for a while at the airport waiting for my best friend, Katrin; she was coming back from visiting friends in Texas and I had the honor of picking her up. I didn’t know what flight she was on, only that her plane was coming in at 7:30 p.m.. It turns out that we sat on opposite sides of the airport terminal for about 30 minutes until she ran into me while walking to a pay phone to call me. We had an excellent time talking and schmoozing, catching up on old times, that sort of thing. We headed out to my neck of the woods and enjoyed dinner and drinks at BJ’s. We nearly closed the place, talking and having a grand old time. After sharing a Pazookie, we made the long trek up to Julian. It was actually a very quick drive; I don’t think I was driving like a maniac…but I’m pretty sure it was the conversation and the Coldplay that made the time fly. In no time, we were winding up the mountain roads to her parents’ house. After briefly saying hello to her brother, Shroom, and her Mom and downing the couple glasses of water, I was on my way back home. It was a nice drive. Julian is starting to get colder, which reminds me of winters at home in Ramona. I may be a city guy, but I love those backcountry falls and winters. Reminds me of growing up. You can even throw summer in there too; nothing beats those summer nights. After being on the road for nearly two hours, I hit the hay pretty early.
And now, it’s almost Monday. So begins another fun, exciting week. I hope you have one too.