Like a mini vacation...

I was quite busy this past weekend.
After working Friday night and Saturday morning, I headed over to George's house where I hung out with the family.

Sunday I was sitting around wallowing in my grossness when I decided to do something and called up my sister to see if she wanted to go to the fair.
My parents invited themselves and we all had a grand old time looking at cows, chickens and bunnies while drinking far too much lemonade.

Yesterday I baked cookies, grocery shopped, and had a mini picnic in the house across the street with George and the cat.

So anyways, when I got to work today, I felt like I had been away forever.
This sinking feeling became all the more worse when I broke a glass and slit open my pinky.
Ouch.

Today I got myself scheduled for yet another grad class (Educational Studies to be specific) in addition to doing some poll thing I needed to finish to be able to sub in Lakewood.
I am sadly quickly becoming a grown-up.
This point has become even more startling to me when it's time to pick out my breakfast.
I have turned in the chocolate sugar puffy cereal of yesteryear for high-fiber seven-grain Kashi cereals.
I may as well turn in my youth and be an old cat lady now.
Sigh.

I'm working almost full time the next two weeks, so if you want to see me, work will be your best bet.