I have my last appointment with my hand surgeon today at 4:15. I am excited about this for several reasons:
- I really, really want to ride Thunder again.
- I am in the middle of a delicious book, and waiting in the doctor’s office provides me with ample time to read and yet not feel guilty about it
- On top of making dinner, I’m baking coffee cake muffins and crostini and throwing together a large salad tonight. (We’re having dinner with friends tomorrow night and I’m in charge of appetizers and salad.)
So here’s to hoping that my doctor’s appointment is speedycakes so I can do some major work in my kitchen tonight before I have to run back down to DTS to pick Joey up from Hebrew, which ends at 6:30. Sometimes we think it would be nice to have two cars again…but then we remember how amazingly cheap it is to have one (paid off even!) riceburner for a car and we shake our heads and ask ourselves what we were thinking.
Henry gets all bent out of shape when I show up earlier than normal, though. It interrupts his napping cycle and throws off his groove…what I wouldn’t give to be a dog! (You should see him on the weekends. On Saturdays he gets positively cranky due to nap interruption. Brat.)
On a totally unrelated note, I’m trying to get Joey to buy me one of these. (I need a British Blue right now, Joey. Immediately. Or I will die and then who will feed you or fold your socks?! )
And look how fancy they look when they’re all grown up? Seriously, how can you resist that?
