Road trippin'

Sometimes I wonder why I've never, ever, ever seen a Mexican eating in a Mexican restaurant...

Yesterday, I was busier than Dick Cheney's damage control team the day after he drops an F-bomb. I left work an hour early and got a lot done. Picked up my tux. Got Dad a birthday gift and got my sister a wedding card and gift. I wonder who started the idea of giving gifts for every imaginable occasion anyway. Dad got off work late, so I didn't have time to take him out for birthday dinner before Bible study. After that, work didn't take quite as long as usual because someone stole two of our boxes. Wow, someone needs a life.

Talked to Jonathan for a bit. He said he'd go with me if I want to go visit Barbara sometime. She is still undergoing treatments. What do you say in moments like that? I guess no one really knows, and your presence probably means more than any words. In other health news, Tiffany texted me again last night. They are having to do surgery on her today. I sure hope all goes well. And last, but not least, in today's "News that'll make you want to drop a lighted match into the recently filled gas tank of your vehicle," I learned today that one of my ex-girlfriends, who I dated for two years, is planning to get married. Wedding is tentatively set for next April.

Speaking of road trips... what? There are several possibilites upcoming. Hopefully, we'll get everything worked out for Labor Day Weekend (Sept. 3-7) in New York City. Otherwise, I'd like to go back to the beach, maybe just for the weekend, before the summer is too far gone. And I'd still like to go to Cincinnati, but it doesn't look like I'm going to get anyone to go there with me, so that's probably out. The other night, Michael was like, "I just bought a time-share in Branson, Missouri, if you ever want to go up there." I was thinking, who suckered you into that? That sounded about as appealing to me as, "I know, honey, let's honeymoon in Kuwait." Also, after I sent Amy a belated birthday wish, she invited me back down to the lake house again. I can't believe I have a friend with a lake house, a boat, and a jet ski, and I've been down there one time, ever. I'll be satisfied if just the NYC trip comes thru.

"I guess you get used to somebody, kinda like having them around. I guess you get used to the way they make you happy, bring you up when you're feeling down..."