Blue Roses

I can't remember the last time I wasn't totally exhausted. This is no fun.

Went to my parents' friends' son's communion party today. It was fun - Jess was there, and we hung out. Talked JC, made plans, all that good stuff. My kid and her family were there, too - they're also friends with my parents friends. She was so cute and so sweet and I love her smile. I was surprised by how much I enjoyed her parents, as well. Once I'm not working with their kid, I think my parents will spend more time with them. The dad, especially, was funny and snarky and sweet, and the mom and I talked Luke and Laura. <.g> So, yes. Think we'll have new family friends once the work aspect is gone.

JC's album is lovely to listen to in the shower, I gotta say. I was grooving and singing as I shampooed this morning. <.g> At one point, while it skipped to the next song (shuffle), I started chanting "100 Ways! 100 Ways!" and lo and behold, JC listened and began singing 100 Ways. I was impressed. <.g>

I'm feeling cute today. Swingy flouncy short black skirt, paired with one of my mom's black tanks with diagonal grey lines. With the lengths of both items, it looks like a 20s flapper dress. Really neat how that worked out. Also super comfy. I've been wearing more skirts lately. Guess I am a little bit girly. <.g> Just don't give a damn about makeup or other such annoyances.

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HP3 commerical!!! So exciting.

Dad wants to know why I'm bitchy tonight. Well, I *hadn't been, but that got me pissy. I'm going up and down stairs, doing and getting whatever they want, looking things up for them, giving them my chair and kneeling on the floor while they use it, there should be no comments on my mood.