Woke up this morning sore as a mother. Your mother after I got through with her! Just kidding. I can't pass by a good mother joke. I think it's because we didn't do Y-Dan the day before. Hence, we did Y-dan in the morning. The other day, we were cleaning through the guestroom to look for numbers of my old teacher friends. We came across a bunch of old crap. Cards, letters, emails, pics, diplomas, our marriage certificate, etc. I'm gonna organize everything soon. Played Scrabble; even though Jo says she beat me, I let her win in the end. I was so tired and sleepy that I told her just to put anything down, so she put dowm the word "Jol" knowing full well it wasn't valid. What a dork-nugget. Slept for three hours. Went to SF, had some sushi rolls at Opera Plaza Sushi on Van Ness, and had to high tail it to the inner Richmond to make our adoption seminar. Went well; lots of decisions to make in the next couple of weeks. Went to Hukilai, but a couple of people at the door told us that they were closed on Tuesdays. It looked like it was bustling inside, though. Maybe they were just fucking with us. I'm gonna check their hours. Instead, headed towards the freeways, and passed by this place called Citizen Cake. Had a really good pork chop with some fried pasta and peaches, and Jo had duck breast with baby spinach and leeks. They were both pretty good. The coup de tat was the dessert: chocolate chip ice cream with mwhite chocolate covered macadamia nuts, cream, and a ccokie crust. Jo had some blueberry parfait. They were both good. Downed it with a mocha. Spent 75 bucks for that, and 25 for sushi. Gotta cut back the rest of the month. Fuck it, it's only once in a blue moon we go in to the city. Took us a good 1 and a half hours to get in (even during reverse commute), so that's part of the reason why.
Went into work at 11pm. Beeper called to see where I was. Apparently, the staff at Parsons was sweating whether or not the overnight was gonna come. Shit, first half deserves to sweat because they've got me leaving hella late in the morning on Sundays. Karma's a bitch. Anyways, it's legit because the staffing coordinator told me to come in at 11 to reduce my hours, since I'm on 4 nights a week. Even Al come out right when I came in. I remember when he got hella mad at me for coming in half an hour late. Serves his ass right. Although, the whole day, he was trying to get LM off the roof. Regardless, his ass got served by Karma, too.
Got pissed at Jo for criticizing my driving. Some chick cut me off, and I cut off her lane when she was trying to weave in and out through traffic like Mario Andretti. Jo thought I was fucking with her, when alls I was doing was not trying to get cut off by her. I finally had it after she kept on yelling at me, so I yelled at her back. She got the picture. She'll never apologize for something unless it's absolutely, positvely her bad (even then it's as a rare as a four-leaf clover), so I took her silence all the way home as a reprieve. Anyways, it's our 10 year wedding anniversary! Even though we've been technically married for almost 5 years, we got married in spirit 10 years ago in the gazebo of Ardenwood Farm. That certainly was a magical day.
Jo decided to come over after one of my shifts during the weekday. It dies down big time after a weekday afternoon. Jeff, the ranger and a dude I admire tremendously, told me to take the mule out and go for a ride. So we did. The mule is this ATV that looks like an off-road golf cart. We went all over the Farm, even towards the row of dilapidated houses, and to the eucalyptus forest to see some monarchs. We went to the big haystack and rolled around in the hay, making out. Nary a soul, other than the resident western fence lizard saw us. Then we headed over to the gazebo in fornt of the Patterson home and laid in the grass. We thought how cool it would be if we got married in the gazebo, so I obliged. We said our vows in the gazebo, with our only witnesses being a red tail hawk, and the gopher it was after in the ground. Needless to say, it was very romantic. The young poor farm boy, and this rich city girl tying the knot before God only, and living the rest of our lives in perfect love and harmony.
On tap: decorate downstairs for JP's birthday
e-mail old teacher colleagues, FC colleagues, my updated resume
transport kids in the morning to day tx
summer camp inservice
Parsons house meeting
deliver packaged phones to post office
pick up lamps at lamps plus
get car wash at Hutch's for the camry
SLEEP!
watch BB5 on tape
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