"Workin' hard for the money..."
current location: Cubicle sweet cubicle
Finally moved out. I suppose 2 days to actually move a person is good, but I was so sick/wiped that I was on the verge of flipping right out the whole time. Mom & Ron were super good and helpful and patient with me.
On Sunday we went to brunch for Hazel's 80th birthday. I was the only (pseudo)grandchild there! As usual when we're visiting fam, Mom was would super tightly, trying to make sure hers and my outfits/hair/makeup/etc were perfect. Near the end she asked "Why am I so hard on myself?" Good question. I can see why it drives her so crazy that I usually totally ignore the way I look, beyond basic "Am I clean and does anything clash too hideously" concerns.
We went to this place called Toula's which is on the 36th floor of the Westin Harbour Castle. Pricey and so not worth it (dirty glasses, almost an hour between each course, incorrectly prepared Eggs Bennidict for the birthday girl) but sometimes you gotta splash out. I must say, I was impressed with their balsamic vinegrette (sp?). Usually people cheap out on the balsamic and so it's hella acidic and burns, but this was the stuff so old it's syrupy and almost sweet. Very nice. I'm very picky about my salad dressings, so much so that I rarely eat salad out of my own home.
Today was my first day (this year) as a Federale. They've blocked external e-mail! So I'll follow this with a friends-only post with my cellie, for anyone who doesn't have it or needs it in a hurry. Feel free to txt me too.
And now I need a coffee large enough to drown a baby in...