This morning we slept in a bit (which means I snoozed the alarm about 10 or 15 times before finally turning it off and getting up. Our awesome little travel clock, the one I bought Tim 10 years ago for his Alaskan cruise ship gig, finally gave up the ghost :( so we’re back to an old giaganticon digital monstrosity that is terrifyingly loud, so snoozing the alarm isn’t as pleasant as it once was. heh that didn’t stop me this morning… :)
I got up and got around so I could meet the Accidental Environmentalist at the Farmer’s Market for the Need-a-Bag Project. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of stopping by the bank on the way there and got stuck in a line (someone two cars up had obviously NEVER used an ATM machine before…sigh) so I was running about 10 minutes late and the poor girl was nearly frozen by the time I got there.
A.E. had already done all the work of collecting the bags and stowing them away for next week, so we got the heck outta there toute de suite and regrouped over at Kay’s Coffee on 34th for a cuppa and a muffin. Had SUCH a great time chatting and catching up that I almost lost track of the time. We parted ways- AE was off on the great saturday candle wick hunt and I headed home to gather up The Tim.
The boy was ready to go when I pulled into the parking lot so we hit the road and headed down to O-ca-la to meet the Wood-Harvin for lunch! We all grabbed a quick bite to eat and then headed over to Gander Mountain so the Wood could look for jeans, the Harvin to find a gift for his pa (and some shoes) and for Murray to fondle all the hiking gear in the store. I was just along for the ride and tried not to pay too much attention to the stuffed critters scowling down on us from shelves and poles, cursing all of us and our children and our children’s children… After 2.5 hours of goofing off (hey, the place is pretty big!), the Wood-Harvin had to go back and help Momma Wood prep for a party.
Tim & I drove home and when we got in, we fed the kitties right away before they decided to take matters into their own hands (thank god they don’t have opposable thumbs, we would’ve been screwed long ago…). He went in and practiced for a couple of hours and I finished book #3 of the weekend.
WARNING! SPOILER ALERT AHEAD: He and I met back up over pad thai and watched a Japanese Ninja vs. Sammurai Shakespearian-based Love Story where EVERYONE dies in the end. God I hate those movies sometimes, can’t there ever be a happily ever after ending just once?? They were such a cute couple… sigh. Oh well, at least the ninjas were cool (yeah, I KNOW, ninjas are ALWAYS cool!). :)
What a great day. :)