Happily, the rest of my day went quite well (following a wardrobe change, I mean, obviously). I accomplished all of my morning work duties in record time and was able to attend my women’s club meeting, after which I conducted a Holiday Party Committee meeting to plan our upcoming holiday party (you know, as opposed to conducting a Holiday Party Committee to plan a bloody coup). The fact that I managed to stay within my allotted lunch hour was a surprise as well as a happy bonus.
After work I attended the Man-Cub's basketball game which turned out to be a re-match against the team that we had beaten at the tournament this past weekend. To say that the boys on that team were on a mission to destroy us would be an understatement; to say that they succeeded in their mission would be a fabrication, because, our boys beat them again. By two points this time. In the last 38 seconds of the game, once again causing my heart to race like Lance Armstrong on steroids (too soon?).
Now, I am ready for a nice long soak in the tub followed by a good night's sleep.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm skipping right to the sleeping part.
51 regnedqNever too early for a Lance Armstrong dig. Dopers suck.ReplyDelete
Guess what my verify words were in that last comment? Talk about dopers!ReplyDelete