Mosh Glass

My tummy hurts. Though I find it hard to believe it was last nights festivities, I suppose it probably was. Mixing Rye whiskey and red wine might be a killer. Not same drink, same evening. Although, in my defense, there is a drink that does just that. So who knows. And dinner last night was just great.

No matter what, Marika and I worked out this morning. It helps. I feel better. Not sure about her.

Went home after gym. Got ready for work. Marika went back to bed for 3 hours. We all have our thing.

It is Wednesday though I am writing about Tuesday. So I have lost something in the translation. Like everything that happened yesterday. Sorry.

So I worked all day and went home. No I didn’t. I met up with Marika and Emily on Roseville and we went to Chandos for taco Tuesday. I can remember that. Though, the original Chandos by my office is the best one.

Got home kinda late. I went into the office, Marika’s closet, and did my monthly billings. Most important day of the month, it’s how I get auto-paid.

That’s it. Off to bed. Early for a change. Of course I woke up an hour and a half before the alarm and did not go back to sleep.

It’s Labor Day. Hurray for holidays but next one is Thanksgiving. The long haul. And no, Halloween does not count.

We hit up tired today. Emily said only an hour to finish off the shed, no more. Then we get to holiday. It is 345 and we are just finishing. So much for that. We received a lecture from our daughter that we always waste our weekends working and always have. Can’t say she is wrong. It’s been this way since I was a kid. Same for Emily. We just work 7 days a week. Maybe I can relax when I’m dead.

The shed is done inside. Outside, a few boxes of goodwill bound goods and a couple small boxes of my lifetime earthly treasures. Gotta find room for more stuff. Or finally toss it all. Tough choice.

We are going to relax for the rest of the afternoon hhahahahahahaha. Yes, that’s two hours out of a three day weekend. I do less work at the office. But, I think doing things around the house in the weekend is what my wife is programmed for. And I help. Marika blames her mother but it’s me too. I work too hard at home. I like the chores better than work at the office.

We also moved boxes out of the shed and put them in Marika’s room and in my shop, as made sense. So created more work neatening up later in those two spots. Oh well. Project for another time.

Just finished washing dishes and packing dishwasher. All the stuff we unpacked was dirty. Some of this has been stored for over two years. Not so great but at least we are getting there. It’s really been a two year move. I am exhausted.

We are having guests in a few. Marika’s buddy’s fro Dixon are coming by. I imagine I will be making cocktails in about fifteen minutes. They like booze. Emily will be going to the store in a few. We need groceries. Oh, news flash, the boys just called. They stopped at a local brewery on there way here. Plans change. At least it stays quiet. Marika left for beer town.

My turn to take a shower. Emily just emerged. About time. It’s 440pm and I finally get to clean and shave. Yikes.

I am going to the store now. Turns out all are coming to the house for drinks and dinner. The service here is impeccable. The food is sublime. I am sure that is why they are coming. Or maybe because the drinks and food are very good and free. Free is a hell of a driver.

Went to Safeway and got the required supplies. Not much actually. We are having meatloaf so the meal is mostly meat. Duh. We add in a veg side of green beans cuz the phrase is not “meat” it’s “meat and veg”. Came home and helped Emily put it together. Actually, I made her and I a Sazerac. Then I helped with dinner. Booze first, food later. It’s a rule. You could look it up.

The young uns showed up not much later. They decided to play cards or dominos. Not sure. I decided if they did not ask for a drink, fuck em. Took about twenty minutes for someone to ask and then it was an avalanche. No big deal. It’s what I do, make cocktails. So I made two Mojitos and two Old Fashioneds. I could do that all day. And I do mean all day.

They have all continued to play dominoes. Emily is slaving in the kitchen and I blog and think about a second drink. Not sure what. Maybe a whiskey cocktail. Maybe a Buster Brown.

So, dinner is ready plus 2nd cocktails for the bride and I. We decided to leave all the food in the kitchen for a buffet service. I think no one minds when they are getting fed. For free.

The meal was lively and loud, which makes it fun. No one really wanted seconds which is tough anyhow when firsts destroyed the meatloaf. No one provided the dessert so we brought out bags of every candy we had which made us all quite pleased. Why? I don’t know. Geo took home a bucket of red vines which is a sign of happiness I think.

Tomorrow is a workday and the boys ran out rather quickly after “dessert”. All of us is going back to work tomorrow, except my lovely daughter. She claims she will be working out with me. Seeing is believeing. See you am.

That’s the day that gets beat up by the other two. Just because.

Emily did not attend yoga this morning. I am shocked. Shocked to find out she is not. Current claim: I will go tonight at 5. Sure she will. I do hope she does, but have little faith.

I tried my cold brew this morning. The maiden voyage. Actually quite good though not sure how much $aving I achieved. It was a pain to make it. And a pain to strain it. Twice. I will keep at it till I am happy with the product and see if I can get in the habit of making it every two to three days. I don’t know yet.

We had a nice slow Sunday morning. Breakfast, coffee, cold brew (yay) newspaper. Nice. It’s 1230 now and Marika just left for work. Em and I are going to try and finish the shed. I will tell you that the shed is a black hole. It may never be emptied. I just want room in it for the rest of Christmas and the car crap. If I do that, Emily’s workshop will be in better shape. More able to do her glass projects with the added elbow room. I have goals.

It’s 7pm. We just quit in the shed. What a nightmare. Still not done. Emily is working alongside me, prob a mistake considering her condition. Of course, I have been working all day even though my sciatica is killing me. No worries. Two more hours in the shed tomorrow should help is get close to done.

We went out to dinner. Neither of us is cooking tonight. Drove downtown to the dumpling house. We had been talking about it for some time. I ordered a large plate for a low price. Emily got Kung pao chicken and we shared both. A lovely meal interrupted only by 20 texts from friend Cissie. I prob should have told her I was eating. No worries.

After dinner we walked a. Lock down to the Annex for dessert. We had been there Friday evening and seen the new menu and wanted to try it. Also, Marika was working and we could say hi.

The peach cobbler was excellent. Hard to screw that up and they didn’t. Also had a dish of ice cream too. Splurge a little.

Finished and went home. Both exhausted.

Day one of three. Nice slept late, till eight. Emily is going to yoga this morning so I got up with her to make breakfast and coffee. It’s a thing.

She dressed and got her shit together and we went to the car. Ok, pay attention. I got in the car to ride down for the paper. Emily went running up the back stairs because she forgot something. I hear a scream, look around, and she is splayed on the stairs. I ran over, she had tripped going up the stone steps and landed first on her knee on the sharp edge of the second slate step. Sliced open her knee to the cap, then fell forward and landed on her cheek. Abrasion slight, lots of little gravel stuck to her face. Definitely hurt. I ran to get ice packs, Emily did not want to get up. When I came back with ice, she was hobbling toward the house.

Well, what fun. I put her on the couch, raised the head and feet, iced both down. Calmed her down. Inspected the wound. Cleaned the knee with hydrogen peroxide. And left her to there for quite a while to convalesce. See, it can be exciting around here.

Emily did not go to yoga.

Now that I got her set I went about the regular morning. Made coffee, she still wants that. I had pancakes. And coffee. Today I’m trying my hand at cold brew, btw. Read the paper. Took a shower. Got ready for whatever we decide to do. Marika got up during this whole thing so I got to explain all that Emily could not. What fun!

This whole time, Emily stayed put on the couch. Just as I told her. She must really feel bad. She feels a little foolish too but I don’t see a reason for that. It’s called an accident for a reason. Around mid day Emily got up, took a shower, got dressed, and laid back down on the couch. Prob a good choice. All the movement did make her a little dizzy. More than usual.

We sat and watched god awful Saturday tv for another hour. Yikes. Then, she said she was ready for errands. To the car. I am driving. I’m not dizzy.

Lots of places to go. Tried to find a place to get a windshield repair. No luck. One place was gone and all others closed. Seems to me Saturday would be a busy day for auto repair and maybe someone would be open. No. Off that task.

Next up hardware store for things we can do without. Then to Big 5. We need a mattress, inflatable, for guests, since we lack an extra bedroom. Big 5 sells many and all are on sale this weekend. U can see why we went.

Next up a Target run. Mostly just for female personal hygiene products but since we are here, a few more things we could do without. It amazes.

Emily is moving slow through all of this. But she has not collapsed yet.

Next up groceries and a stop at the auto store for wax n dry. Grocery was all veg for salad and such for the weekend.

Finally home. Unpacked. Drive the car down to the garage. Because it’s down the hill. Duh. We are supposed to work on the shed today, clean out, etc. And Emily says she is game. Hold for an update.

Ok. So I put crap away from the trip to town. Made a quick? trip to the can. It happens. Cleaned up a little. Emily sat around. She has a decent excuse.

I went out to start the shed deconstruction, inside out. Got five or six boxes out and began. Goodwill pile. Throw away pile. Take to house pile. I found our missing kitchen implements. Finally. On our trip to town today we bought a strainer. It was in the shed. That’s going back.

Emily came out and we went through a few more shed boxes. Threw away more. Saved some. Tossed the rest. We spent about an hour out there. We got a very late start, after 5. Emily claims we can finish tomorrow. Very bold talk for a one legged school teacher.

Into the house. We are gonna bbq. Sausage. Side of spicy green beans. Salad. Good stuff. And, Emily has thrown enough subtle hints that I made her an Old Fashioned before all the dinner stuff.

We had a very pleasant dinner except I got called out cuz she thinks I shovel salad in instead of forking it. And? So what. Works for me.

Marika came in late in the evening and had the same meal. Sans cocktail. She did get some of the red wine I opened. Ok, too fruity Cabernet. I like tannic more.

Day is done. It’s late. Bedtime. Emily says she is going to yoga in the morning. I am willing to bet that will not happen. I’ve met this woman.

I can’t remember Thursday. Yesterday. It’s 815 pm Friday. I am reheating tamales and Chile rellenos for our evening meal. Dinner. We just got back from downtown, having stopped at the Ale House Annex for food and bev on the way home. That would be beer and appetizer for the wife and a cider for me. Good times.

Hey, I just remembered, last night we made pizza for dinner. Cauliflower crust. Excellent. That’s all I remember of Thursday.

This morning no workout. It’s Friday. So I wasted my morning reading the paper and drinking coffee. Btw, I am going to make cold brew tomorrow. That shit is expensive at Starbucks and all other coffee places. I need to save money. Looks real easy to do. Should be a fine weekend project. Got nothing else to do except clean out the shed. What fun!

Well, went to coffee place on the way to work. In the race car. Spent 5$ on a cold brew. Told ya it was pricey.

Off to work. I have an appointment coming in at 1130. Am insurance guy who needs financial info on two of my clients. For two insurance policies. So we sat and shot the shot and filled out financial apps for the policies. Very large payoff policies. Which is why they talk to me. Sorta gives my life some meaning. Sort of.

He left. So I worked for awhile. And stres into space for awhile. Did payroll. Answered the phone too many times. Client showed up, unannounced, with questions on a notice he received from the FTB. Which I explained to him and helped him understand. It takes a lot to keep him in line.

Next runner up, client came by with signed forms for me to review and mail for him. He had also received a notice which wanted $14k in federal tax. Miscalculated by IRS but I fixed that. Mailed his forms.

My day had little left in it. Tried to finish a few things but ended up just leaving. Emily has called and she was stopping downtown for a drink and food. So I decided to join her. Work is boring anyhow.

So it’s a holiday weekend. Last weekend of summer and all. So, what do I see? Backed up traffic on the freeway. Lots of backed up traffic. So my usual quick drive turned into an hour. By the time I got to downtown Auburn, parking way up the hill, Emily was through her second beer and most of the appetizer she ordered. I ordered a cider, I don’t like beer. We chatted with other bar patrons and left for home about 15 minutes after I got there. Fine by me.

We went home. On the way I called an old friend to wish him happy birthday and that turned into a 30 minute phone call. Have not talked to him in quite awhile. Long time. I was sitting in the driveway on the car Bluetooth for a long time. He is coming to California next month and we will see him.

Em and I had tamales and Chile relleno for dinner. In front of the TV. Way better than going out. I always prefer a new at home.

We have been watching bad TV for an hour. I am now going to bed. Sorta early. Hurray for my team.

645am. Not great to be up and moving and very awake. But, Emily is out the door, Marika asleep, animals fed and resting. Peace in my world. I am sitting, enjoying that and the beautiful view to the east. If you have never been here, I’m on top of a hill at about 1600’ elevation. I have a 100+ mile clear eastern view. Perfect for sunrise, like now. Oh yeah, have my feet up. Drinking coffee. I get ten minutes of this most days. Then it’s back to reality. The stupid phone rings. No peace.

Today is a throwaway for the most part. Usual stuff, workout, ready for work and go.

My friend Bob is coming by the office at noon. We are going to lunch. La Trattoria. I’ve never been there, it’s out in the 40’s on J St, near another clients place.

So Bob arrived, I had only been in the office 10 minutes. We left. Drove down J St to our location. Turns out this is a Czech/Italian restaurant. Seems weird. Very European feel as well. Though they don’t serve euro style. Interesting menu, stuff you don’t see every day. A nice surprise, on the menu, Chicken Paprika. That was a childhood favorite of mine, made by my mother with some frequency. So I ordered that. It was not up to Moms but still quite nice and little trip down memory lane. That was fun.

Back to work after lunch for no more than an hour. Off to Dixon at 230 for a visit downtown for a haircut and things. I look fantastic. Emily popped in from school to say hi, she is having a bad day. Not sure why.

I left for work, slogged thru traffic and got back to the office by 530. I am not heading home because we have a new restaurant, a specialty chicken place, soft opening to attend. Being invited to openings at Midtown eatery’s is a measure of how cool I am. Very cool, at least that’s what others think. I don’t give two shits for it. Of course, I have heard, disinterest in events makes you even more cool. I guess I can’t escape it. And I was able to invite my wife and daughter too. They really enjoy this type of thing and that makes me happy.

Our evening at Bawk (really) wa quite fun. We arrived early and went next door to The Shady Lady, world famous for cocktails, for a cocktail. Ended up being two drinks. Place is fun, lots of people there at the bar. We talked to bartender, other customers, had drinks. A grand pre-party experience. Best of all, our seat mates were quite jealous of our invite to the party next door. That’s fun.

Bawk. Bawk. Dinner. We checked in next door at our appointed hour. They have us chicken money to spend. We ordered the house specialties, chicken, sides like the cornbread (xtra good), buffalo cauliflower, wings, special cocktails (need work). We ate all of it. Even drank the cocktails we only half liked. The owner came by a couple times to see how we liked the food and drink. I am working on his audit now so he gives me attention. We were honest with him, chicken and other food was very good. Drinks, not so much. They were variations on the original famous cocktails. Maybe they should have used original recipes. Restaurants want to be unique. To the heir detriment at times.

Well, end of a long day where I got very little accomplished. But had fun. We went home. Three separate cars. Got home about 10 and hit the hay.

Monday is over. It wasn’t worth a damn. So I am ignoring it. If no one records what happened, did it really happen? The trees whisper a gentle no. Way to go trees.

Today’s workout, no trainer, was a butt kicker. I am sore and tired and generally beat. I think it may have something to do with having been sick the past few days. I’m weak because of it. At least I hope that’s why.

Btw, Marika did not workout with me. She is still complaining about pain in her shoulder from the last time she worked out. She has plans to see a medical professional tomorrow. He will probably say same thing I did – take ibuprofen and ice it. I coulda been a dr.

I got home and got cleaned up. Have to be in office by 11 for an appointment. Strangely, I have two appointments with brand new clients. One who called this morning. The internet is finally paying me. Bout damn time.

So off to work. It was a quick drive sans traffic.

New client not arriving for an hour. I spent the time looking at messages and emails and the usual crap. I have two IRS auditors bothering me for info and etc. I do hate them. I wish they would die. Naturally, of course. Like from poison or a gunshot to the head. A double tap, just to be sure.

Client arrived on time. Same time as my friend Bob showed up and said let’s go to lunch. Has to disappoint Bob. We are gonna go out tomorrow instead.

New client had an incredibly easy tax return and I was able to charge somewhat higher. Yay team Bill!! Nice lady. I like her.

The balance of my afternoon was spent doing the usual paperwork. Managed to finish another tax return, made many calls, answered emails. The thrilling and electric world of accounting. Be jealous.

My second appointment of the day, a retired couple, came by at 330. They had rescheduled the time from 430. Which is better. This being a first year return with the a lot of detail, I spent the first half hour typing and asking questions. Also reviewing the last years return was required. Usual. Lots of intricate detail to do put in place. Took another hour. I charged a really good price, for me at least, and they were ok with it. Nice.

Hey, good thing, the appointment lasted till after 5. I just finished up going through emails and headed home.

Other good news, my bourbon of the quarter shipment arrived today. And this one had three bottles in it. Where will I put it all? Into cocktails of course.

Headed for home. No traffic. Again. Had to stop for gas, the only slow down.

Emily was already home. With our taco Tuesday. Marika was not home yet so I thought it a great opportunity for a whiskey tasting with the new bottles. And it’s even dinner time which is the best time for liquor. Breakfast being a close second.

Emily has stopped at a local fruit stand as well and picked up tamales, cookies, and turnovers both apple and cherry. I think she was shopping hungry. We have lots of treats. They go with the chocolate milk she got yesterday. The woman is over the top.

Marika got home about now. She joined the whiskey tasting. Always clean family fun. Drink together, stay together.

Dinner was amazing. We love taco Tuesday, btw. I are all mine, the ladies not so. They provide leftovers for future lunches.

After dinner, u know, bad tv. Emily laid down on the floor for who knows why. She is currently snoring. Probably easier to just go to bed. Which is where I am going. Maybe I will leave her there. Turn the lights out.

I woke up this morning, fitful night, and I was exhausted. I guess I am still sick. It sure feels like it.

Emily has energy. I woke first but she is going to go do yoga. I don’t have that energy. I do need that for tomorrow because I want to work out.

Emily drive me down to the mailbox so I could get the Sunday paper. These delivery guys have finally got the idea that I am a customer and three day’s a week they deliver. Only took three months for them to figure that out. Losers.

I had to walk back, of course. And being sick does not help. I was wiped out by the time I got to the porch.

So, instead of doing anything, I sat and read the paper and drank coffee. Not so strenuous. Marika up a little later. She did much the same.

I had promised last night to make corn beef hash. I bbq’d the meat last night with the roast. This morning I ran it thru the grinder, added the potatoes and onions and fried it up. Emily got home in time to have a hash brunch. I do add a fried egg or two on top to finish it off. Another family favorite.

We had our meal. I out did myself. I did all the dishes and started the washer. Then I sat down to rest. I am sick. Emily wanted help washing the dog so there goes a half hour. Finally done. Sat down to rest. I am sick. Emily wanted help trimming the dog. That was almost an hour. I am sitting down now. On the pot but will soon move to the living room. Maybe no one will find me something to do and I can rest. I am sick.

Ok, lying on the couch. Still need to wash my car. The sun is up high and it’s about 100. On its way to 103. I am going to wait till the shadows are long and temp is below 3 digits. There is no hurry. I might go run errands. Or not.

I slept about an hour. Look, Cissie, no hands! I napped! Can’t say I feel rested but I am not any worse off. The cat joined me on the sofa. She loves me for some reason, maybe letting her move in 6 years ago had something to do with it. That could be it. Or she just wants company.

Emily is going to run errands without me. Which is fine. I will sit here in the quiet. Resting. Maybe I can get better. I am still on to wash the car as soon as it cools a little.

She’s been gone for awhile now. I like it when it’s quiet here. Except for the sound of the ceiling fans, floor fan, and AC. It’s a hot day. But, no TV and no voices. Animals silent. Quiet. I am not sleeping, just sitting and doing nothing. What I am supposed to be doing, recuperating. I guess.

May go wash car in 30. Got to get that done. At 5 I went to wash the car. Just me, Em is still at the store. Getting groceries and etc. but, I need a clean car. Emily arrived home about the time I started in on the car. So I helped her unload and then washed the car. The stupid gray cat got out when I brought in the groceries which will become a problem later. Cuz the cat is a jerk off.

I finished up the car. Emily made chicken soup for dinner. We work well apart as a team. If you know what I mean. My work took awhile but my race car is now as beautiful as it was built.

Went in once all was put away. Had nothing else to do so I went back to sitting. Wife does not want me getting sicker. So she encourages my lethargy.

Dinner. Em made super spicy hot chicken soup. She believes it cures the common cold. Really. It is really good. And I do feel better. Soup is good food.

After dinner we sat and watched really awful TV. For an hour or more. I lost track.

At 8, which is about dark, we went to look for the gray cat. It’s best to get the cat in before Marika gets home. Tonight she works close and gets home late. She goes over the edge when her cat is outside late. If she ever has a kid it will be hell. For her and the kid.

After 20 minutes of searching, the cat just showed up. I have him some chicken. Reward for coming home. Lucky cat.

More bad TV. Em has some ice cream. I had more ice water in hopes of getting more healthy. Not sure it’s working but plenty of fluids is what I’m doing.

Emily has wandered off to get ready for bed. I am joining her very soon. Like when I finish typing this sentence.

Saturday is not a day of rest. And I’m still sick. And I’m not resting.

Emily went to yoga this morning. Hot yoga. I am really uninterested in hot yoga. My old financial planner had a heart attack and died during a hot yoga session. No yoga for me.

I stayed home and read the paper. Much better. I also had coffee and leftover Pho for breakfast. Very tasty.

Emily was gone for an hour and a half. I had enough time to do all the above and take a shower. She got home about the time the plumber and Walker showed up. Yes, sounds weird. But, Walker was going on a ride with his friend, Heinz, a plumber, this weekend. By Auburn. And I need a plumber. So he stopped at my house and did a little review of our issues and is going to now send a bid. Just for fun, we need – a new water heater, a drain and water supply in the coffee cabinet, and a fix for the lav sink and master shower valve. I am sure it will cost far too much.

After they left, time to clean the house. For a couple hours. I vacuumed. And picked up shit. Then I washed one of the cars. I have six cars so I wash cars often. Have another for tomorrow.

Emiky cleaned the bathrooms and mopped. What fun!

Once done we cleaned up and headed out to run errands. Two or three stops in Auburn for gas, hardware, and food. Off to the mall in Roseville. More stops for pet food, housewares, and other crap I can’t remember. I wasn’t into it.

Back home after two and a half hours of retail fun. Ok not fun. I spent my time blowing my nose and coughing. And feeling like crap. I’m sick, remember? I feel it through my entire being. I am not enjoying this cold. At all.

I feel much better being home though I did spend the first 15 mins, after getting home, sneezing my brains out. Now I feel better. Sort of. I made a rhubarb margarita, I hear they do wonders for common cold. Or not, who cares. It’s just what I made.

Got the bbq going, a roast has been marinating since this morning. It’s now grilling. It will be awesome. I think.

Wheel is on the TV, so life is ok. I am not coughing quite as much as earlier. I still feel like crap. I may go to bed early.

Sick as I am, I have to grill the roast. So I have to pay attention to what is going on. And btw, my wife does mumble. If she says otherwise, it’s bs.

Got the roast off the grill about the time marina texted to let us know she was on the way home. So we held dinner for her.

We were able to have dinner together with her before she ran out to go to a friends birthday party in Dixon. She keeps busy.

She took off and we cleaned up. I brought the other piece of meat, corned beef, in off the grill. We are making hash tomorrow. Everyone’s fave.

I still feel lousy but the giants game is in the tv and I want to see it. Has not been many on regular tv this season. And giants are up five runs, late. Looks good.

Once this is over I need to sleep.

Boy did I ever have a shitty nights sleep. I felt like I woke every 15 mins to cough and blow my nose. Em said I was snoring like hell. Hard to believe I had time. I woke up exhausted which is not the omen I had hoped for. Obvs it’s gonna be a lousy day. Being sick is not helping me.

Since it’s friday I am not going to workout. Mon to thurs only, it’s enough. I am still sore from yesterday and Marika claims she is injured. I doubt it. Every workout has a hangover, some worse than others. Hans and Franz said just walk it off. Works for me.

Since I had no workout, I had extra time. To waste. I read the paper. That’s awesome. Drank coffee. Then got ready for another fantastic day.

I went downtown to the shoe store to pick up Marika’s slippers (2nd pair) from repair. They were closed. So I called Marika to tell her to pick up later. No, I did not. I realized I left the phone at home. So back home I went. Told Marika to pick up. Got my phone. Went to work.

I hate when I forget my phone. Of course, it’s Friday and I forgot to bring my water bottle home. The 1/2 gallon one. Now I gotta sub in. Not the same. But, I am getting ahead of myself.

The day started at my former bank. The one that closed my accounts because I had a cannabis client. Assholes. Anyway, it appears that one month ago the FTB, State of CA, sent an electronic deposit to my closed account. The bank reversed it immediately. Of course, the FTB can’t find it. And insists on me proving that a national bank did not steal it. I hate those stupid assholes. The bank gave me a signed statement which said they sent it back. Best I could do. Goes to dumb ass FTB on Monday.

To the office cave, Robin! Well, not a cave, but it is dismal and damp. I did have work to do and I did it. All day. What did I do? I really don’t remember. I’m sick. And I have a bad memory. I ended up leaving early. I’m sick. I think I said that.

Trip home was uneventful and really slow. Love that. Took a few calls on the road. Emily called. I am now to go pick up dinner. Getting Pho and some other noodle dish. So, they gave me two very large and very hot plastic containers of broth in a plastic bag and put some surprisingly heavy containers on top of those. I put them in the car. While going down the street the heavy on top partially collapsed the now melty plastic containers. I have a leaky bag of hot broth in the floor of the car. Stopped at Rx store and tried to get the bag out but the container fell over, in the bag, and well, made a huge mess in and out of the car. I think those idiots at the Pho place need a beating. But, not from me. I went back, after clean up, and got more Pho. I was even polite. They don’t understand English anyway.

Went back to the Rx store, picked up my stuff and went home.

Emily got home a minute after me. Crazy. We managed to unload the cars and get settled. And finally have dinner. Which is nice.

Marika joined us soon after we had finished. She was at work. Brought a bottle of wine home that the bartender gave her. Very lousy wine. I don’t like sweet wines.

Emily has gone to bed. Not long after Marika got here. I am going soon too. I am very tired