a breather of sorts
well, it's been one hell of a week.
we came home from the woods monday, with school and work to follow on tuesday.
on tuesday, work was work and that evening, went to the ray.s-yank.s game. it was the first game of the three game series and just as i figured, the yank.s beat the pants off the ray.s.
(the same thing happened in the second game. the third game on thursday - the ray.s went out fighting with a win. thank god.)
wednesday, i had a terrible time with life first thing in the morning.
consuming waayyy too many drinks at the game, and then at J's bar, created a situation where i just couldn't peel myself off the couch to go to work on time.
my tech spent the rest of the day laughing his ass off at my misery.
i was supposed to see my dad on wednesday but it just didn't happen.
i talked to him on my way home from work. he said he would see us in about an hour.
but i was stood up.
by my dad.
on my birthday.
thursday i was waayyy early for work. it was such a slow day.
we came home from the woods monday, with school and work to follow on tuesday.
on tuesday, work was work and that evening, went to the ray.s-yank.s game. it was the first game of the three game series and just as i figured, the yank.s beat the pants off the ray.s.
(the same thing happened in the second game. the third game on thursday - the ray.s went out fighting with a win. thank god.)
wednesday, i had a terrible time with life first thing in the morning.
consuming waayyy too many drinks at the game, and then at J's bar, created a situation where i just couldn't peel myself off the couch to go to work on time.
my tech spent the rest of the day laughing his ass off at my misery.
i was supposed to see my dad on wednesday but it just didn't happen.
i talked to him on my way home from work. he said he would see us in about an hour.
but i was stood up.
by my dad.
on my birthday.
thursday i was waayyy early for work. it was such a slow day.
an hour early at work
+ not much happening
= long gaw'dammed day
+ not much happening
= long gaw'dammed day
that evening, i took big girl and her buddy to see the j0nas.br0s. i have to say, they put on a good show.
but i'm still partial to the back$treet b0ys. the ultimate performers.
heh...
friday - graduation day.
well, was supposed to be. but i got the official word from my clinical guy. 60 more days with additional hours and assignments. i complete the time and requirements, and i will be handed a stellar recommendation from my tech AND radiologist and sent on my way for a job.
last night, my dad came over. it was so damn good to see him finally. he brought me a buddhist prayer bell for my birthday and a selection of beers we cheerfuly consumed.
what else.....
i've got some photos to post but baby girl is up my ass about playing the weee. everyone got in trouble the beginning of the week so no one has been able to play the weee til today.
you would have thought i cut her arms off when i told her "no weee til saturday!"
my 37th, right before the cake that has definitelycontributed to me getting even fatter.
3 Comments:
What a great picture of you and the girls!
Sixty days is going to go by really quick, you know.
Um, you really need to put up a new post because I'm getting tired of looking at the last one.
C'mon, you know you can do it.
Pfhhhtttt....37...still a youngun compared to G3nman's 44...Happy belated, I agree; most excellent pic of you and the girls....almost a rare occasion for me to see one of you specifically. :)
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