And there will be no fire for me this weekend. 😦
Things caught us a little unaware this weekend. It snuck up and got away before I could catch my breath. I’ve absolutely NO patience today for some reason, but I don’t think it’s because I’m tired for a change. I’m just … irritable. I wish I knew why, because I’m a bear and a smart-ass with everyone.
Well, in just about 12 hours I’ll have to get up for work anyway, and hope I’ve done enough work on that database that’s killed everything I have in me creatively to appease my boss. He’s been very, very cool with me, but I don’t want to push that too far. So I guess, here’s hoping.
No culinary adventures this weekend. I tried making omelets today. Mine was perfect. I had enough ingredients to offer LOML one. She accepted; as I folded hers over it broke and the guts of it were strewn over the burners of the stove in an omelet massacre, with breakfast guts and blood spatter everywhere.
I should’ve stood in bed, yo.
See ya next week. I guess. Maybe. If I can finish the database.