I love this day. This, in the year of our entrance to the second great war, is the day my dad was born. While the party fell waaaay through, we are going to have it soon. I’m sick, Mom’s out of town, and Dad spent the day golfing and cutting grass. NOT a good way to celebrate. I’m so sad and disappointed. We’ll all make it up to him when we get together later this week.
Happy Birthday, Dad. You’re the best dad, golfer, mathematician, and hero a girl could ever want. :love: :cake: :love:
The latest episode of PD had a very unexpected, yet very welcomed, guest star. Though the part was smallish, the detective was a true highlight for the series. It is a real shame this show is canceled. There are so many other shows I can recommend in its place that should have been canceled long ago; pretty much everything else on ABC’s schedule for starts.
Exactly a year ago, I was sick. I remember because it’s Dad’s birthday and last year I had to take the PRAXIS II test (which I aced, btw) and I was too sick to hold my head up through the examination. Anyway, I’m sick again. I’m going to stock up on vitamin C and hole up in my house for the week prior to this weekend next year. I’m putting it on the calendar now. Hmmph.
Now that Primeval (which I love, btw) has finished its run and Merlin is wrapping up, Saturdays are going to be terribly boring for a while. Robin Hood isn’t starting anytime soon and I’m dreading the weeks of no new shows to love.
In the last two weeks I managed to live through two school trips unscathed. Score! Ooh, and this morning, I got to have a nice coffee date with my Dad and Jamie. I’m such a sucker for seasonal promotions. I had the Pumpkin Spiced Latte and a Pumpkin Cream Cheese Muffin–and a lot of fun.
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Dad bought me an early Christmas present. Yay!
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