I will not belabor the point, but Friday at work was monumentally bad. The past week and a half have seen some of the most high-pressure conversations I've encountered in many years. I actually cried after one call. It was depressing. So, enough about that. Someone remind me why I needed a vacation?
Day 1 of vacation was wonderful. I slept fitfully last night because Mochi was awake and I was aware of it and worried that she was hurting. I finally drifted well off to sleep about 5 or 6, and slept blissfully until 10:52. I got up and studied Macroeconomics for a few hours, during which Himself gallantly took Praline and Chuy for nail trims. Then we went into town for Chinese food and errands. Bought some supplies for Blogorado (Topo Chico, anyone?) and got stuff to make some cakes. I'm sending 2 cakes out priority mail from the 24 hour postal facility at the DFW airport Sunday morning. One to a vendor and one to a dispatcher, all really good guys who make things go well for my customers, and that had to be recognized. Then I'll be able to fully relax. I'm also taking a couple of my cakes to Blogorado, as well.
Also, got supplies for a something I'm making to blow up at Blogorado. Pictures and details will follow. Suffice to say it will be rather strange, but will hopefully delight as much as befuddle.
I have a cake in the oven and I'm going to get up to antics with chicken wire now. I hope I win-- that mess is scratchy!!!