Travel Day two...

Slept so-so, it ain't home, but I did have to turn on the A/C to cool my room down enough to actually sleep in it. Bubba called before my alarm went off -- unaware of the Eastern Standard and Central time difference. He has the same East Coast/ West Coast time differences as well...he has called home at midnight... After answering his question which brings me back to my previous post about living at the house but having no idea how it is run... then arguing with me when a series of events (regarding said running) actually occurred at 6:15 AM central time. And y'all wonder why I named this blog cheap therapy - its this or I'm the next woman on the roof of her home waiting for her husband to get home with a gun, so she can hit her husband and his precious car all with one well timed shot. And I've wondered again haven't it?

And in a boost to my ego this morning, a co-worker looked at me at the breakfast bar and said and I quote, "oh you didn't get much sleep either you look awful" And this was post make-up - why did I bother? I was really tempted to go back to bed. But NO - ate breakfast, drove to the office, and sat in the conference room of the never ending meeting. THEN discovered I've got a lot of work coming at me fast and hard... oh what a joy the busiest month of my life is going to be.

Then to make up for this day we went out to dinner, we started out at a Mexican restaurant only to discover it was "Elm Grove Elementary fund raiser" night. There were small screaming children every where and every women there had to stop in the middle of every travel lane to chat to everyone they passed, because everyone there knew everyone! I really had to go to the restroom, and having the stop-and-chats in front of me was not a great thing for my abused bladder....

We gratefully bagged the Mexican place and wandered two doors down to the German restaurant... eh... all right but not not my favorite. I had the pork roast which was stuffed with chopped mushrooms and onions. Scraped out all that foolishness, ate the pork which was good, there was some potato thing that was a round ball of hey-you-preformed potato with a crouton in the middle - not great. I did like the red cabbage. Now the creme-de-le-creme of the dinner -dessert. A eclair pie, puff pastry, cream, chocolate, chocolate cake and a real eclair on the back end.... oh my god.... so very very good.

Now I'm back in my room, packed to head home and there is the threat of --you guessed it-- snow to announce our arrival back in DC... shoot me now. The only shining factor in that is Bubba is home and I don't care if it's 1/2 an inch Bubba is out there shoveling. Dig Bubba dig. I'll be inside drinking.

It will be a 50-50 shot if I post tomorrow we'll see how the trip home treats me. Stay tuned.