Man, I love James Garner movies...you know, the old funny screwball ones that you catch in the middle on regular tv and they never show the damn name of the movie-so you don't know what the hell you're watching? No?  Well, it was worth a try.

I'm back to work, but I'm congested as all get out, so I'll be in a foul mood for 3...2...1.  Ok, I'm good.  My husband suprised me yesterday.  He took out the trash (AND replaced the liner!!), mopped the bathroom and kitchen floors, and gave the kids a bath while I was away at class last night.  Made me suspicious for a minute, but then the Sudafed wore off and I thanked him kindly.  Class, which bored me to tears by the way, was all about databasing concepts, use case diagrams, and blah blah blah*ppppfffftttt*.  Maybe I should have gone to school to be a gym teacher.  I mean, how boring could that be....

After school I stopped by Glory Daaze to have a Corona (in honor of Cinco de Mayo, I guess) and listen to the jukebox.  Did you know that there are digital jukeboxes out there?  It's connected to the internet and everything. I feel old now.  What's next?  An automated voice recognition system at the drive-thru window?

Well, I'm swamped at work and behind on homework, so I'm gonna get it on and crackin to save my weekend for redoing my master bedroom (PURPLE!!! ).  Two more weeks til the birthday trip to Indianapolis...that's all a sistah got to keep her goin.  Holla back bloggers.

p.s. I haven't dreamt in a few days.  Could the angst be over??