Last night Becca and I had a royal bitch-fest via IM while I drank Smirnoff and ate dinner after finally going to the grocery store. (I had not been on a “full” grocery run since, I kid you not, February 28. I looked it up.) Anyway, it was great. We both got out all our GRRRs. Of course griping doesn’t get me what I want, but it made me feel better for the time being.
I have lost all ability to cope with teenage drama. I had enough of it in college. I can’t deal with it anymore.
I flipped on the TV last night just in time to see the Astros lose. They are now 8-11. I flipped the TV right back off. The pitchers are throwing great, and the hitters are giving them no support. Boo.
I can’t believe it’s almost May. I figure life has to slow down at some point. I have been out of town all but one weekend since my birthday, and will be gone the next three weekends as well. This weekend I am heading to some ranch near Pedernales Falls with Debbie, Jason, Paul and Sonia. It’s just a quick trip, up Saturday and back Sunday, but should be fun. The weekend after that is Katie’s graduation; the weekend after that is Brian’s graduation. Then three weekends here, a trip to Austin for the Danskin triathlon and two weekends home for Katie’s wedding.
So much traveling, so little time.
