Friday Night....(Saturday Morning)

It's a Friday night.  12:47 a.m. exactly.  Okay....so technically it's Saturday morning.

It's Saturday morning. 

I've been up since 9:00 a.m.

Got a phone call from my carpet installer to tell me he will be here to install our dinette carpeting between 1:00 and 3:00.

I tell hubby

I make coffee

I get the paper

I make myself a cup of coffee

I read the paper

I pee

I put make-up on

I get another cup of coffee

I read more of the paper

I................(well, you know)

I do something with my hair

I get dressed

I heat up my car and brush the snow off

I drive to Ram's Horn and meet my friend for brunch

I order a bacon/cheese Omelet with hash browns and toast

We eat and talk

I drive to an estate sale and buy a watch that ultimately doesn't work

I buy stamps and window washer fluid

I go home

Carpet installer is just finishing up.

Carpet looks GOOD

I heat up some leftover spaghetti and make salads

We eat

I go to Walmart and buy shit

I come home

We watch a DVD movie "The  Burbs" with Tom Hanks

We laugh

I drink coke and whatever booze I can find to mix it with

I type on my blog

Good-Night