Sundry Saturday

It just now struck me how "sundry," out of the corner of my eye, looks like "laundry," and it reminded me that I really need to do some sundry laundry.

Indulging in free wi-fi at Hastings. "Why not Coal Creek?" Jessi asked.

Well, my friend, I can't get up and browse books and music and movies when I get tired of browsing the Interwebs and a coffee menu at Coal Creek. I have gift cards burning a hole in my pocket, and I'm in the mood for some new tunes ...

So here I sit, iPod unsociably plugged into my head, phone charging post-parental contact, green tea latte (with added extra green, just so you know it's a GREEN tea latte) in hand. Life is ... well, it's not bad.

This week has been pretty fantastic, actually.

My dad keeps his job and doesn't have to go on strike.

My brother was accepted to medical school and, we hope, will be entering Navy OCS in May, which means a trip to Rhode Island in June for his graduation. For just such an occasion, I bought the most fantastic mistakenly found dress today. It had been left in the fitting room by an unwittingly benevolent Someone Else, and I found it among the unwanted jeans, skirts, dressed and shirts left by previous patrons. It fit perfectly, it was priced perfectly, and in front of the register was a matching, perfectly fitting, perfectly priced pair of shoes. Sometimes, God just smiles at you, and you can't help but smile back.

So I did.

I also got another fantastic dress for a potential February trip, and whether it gets worn then or for some other function, I'm glad just to have it. It was my day for dresses and shoes. Three dresses, two pair of shoes, $30, priceless feeling.

Getting excited for May - Jessi and I spent a good hour planning out whale-watching and lake kayaking. Jessi wants to avoid moose; I want to see one. Just one! At a distance would be fine. I want to eat fresh-caught salmon, which she says is a requirement. And while I want to expereince just a little bit of the flannel-clad, tree-felling, unshaven backcountry taste of Alaska, I don't want to get kidnapped by it, either, so we're still debating how to best do that ... And even though she lives there, it'll be like an Alaskan vacation for Jessi, too. Super-duper excited.

Perhaps it's time to do that music/book/movie browsing.

Happy Weekend.