I have the pager this week and the late shift to boot but it's Friday and my vacation starts next Thursday. Fascinating I know. Dropped off a picture of my bike at the police station. I felt like a 12 year old dropping off a picture of my dog. I was even able to locate my bike's serial number. Not crossing my fingers for a recovery.
I watched Owen, Sebastian, and Nephew Eli while Cherity and her sister went to some support group thingee for women who have had caseareans (sp?) births. Not sure what you talk about at a meeting like that? Watching the boys wasn't too bad. It's kinda like shoving your brain in to a blender and turning it on. Meditative states are pretty much non-existent.
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