Well, I'm ready for some respite. Just got home from the monthly dance where I doodle along in the contra band and my calluses have had a great workout. I needed it.

Before that it was a stinky day, what with my boss creating major grief for me for not good reason other than that she's a military brat control freak.

I haven't gone blotto for many many years; cut that out in my twenties after friends filled me in on what I did at parties I couldn't remember.

Now I'm ready for a virtual bender. the whole blenderful, friend ... that's right, a giant strawberry daquiri and the spare barcolounger ... and both my kitties on my lap Thanks, all, I'll just nod out here quietly.

After church tomorrow (that's right, Susan, I am a practicing UU) I'm going to put all my flats out into the garden; the most sacred thing I know. Turn my weekend around ... ah, yes; the first hit is reaching my brain ...