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Not So Terrible Tuesday

Hola! Que Pasa?

As you all know, I am not a fan of Tuesdays.  Well today was a much better Tuesday than usual.  This afternoon, Ian and I had a meeting and we were going to run some other errands but I opted for us to head home instead.  This turned out to be a good choice as I ended up enjoying about an hour nap.  Naps are always good.  Especially when I started my day somewhat cranky.  But I woke up refreshed and ready to take on the rest of my day. Thank you Ian for letting me nap.  

The evening was a little crazy.  I got my buddy off the bus and hung out wfith him for awhile.  I had an engagement after that, that I needed to rush to but needed to run home first to walk the dog, pick up my banana bread, and check the mail.  Since moving to the apartment, we have forwarded our mail but yet we have not gotten any mail.  Which pretty much sucks because pay checks come via mail.  No mail = no pay checks.  Kinda frustrating.  I am pretty positive I can track down mail sent to the wrong place better than the mail people.  So I checked the mail and it was a success.  Not for reasons you would think though.  Finally some mail.  However it wasn't forwarded mail, it was mail written to the new address.  One of which happened to be a birthday card from my Grandma (Thank you Grandma Beebe!).  That was a pleasant surprise.   Yay for surprises! Muchas Gracias. I'm happy to know that my mail isn't getting stolen by some homeless guy or something.  But I would like some of our forwarded mail to come soon before I have to start tracking that stuff down too.  

The cooking group was a lot of fun.  I didn't have a sitter this evening so Haley tagged along.  There ended up being two other babies there so that was awesome.  It ended up being Cooking group--mommy and me style.  Very cool.  Haley was well behaved.  AND I didn't even get lost driving there.  I think living in Johnson County has done me some good as far as directional sense goes. 

Anyways, so today has been a total success all around.  I don't think my last blog did my big birthday bottle of wine justice.  So here is another picture.  I mean, this thing is huge...and very tasty I might add.

I feel as if I need to leave you all with something somewhat educational.  Today I learned about the dirtiest surfaces in public.  Here are a few that made the dirty half-dozen.
  1. Gas pump handles
  2. Handles on public mail boxes
  3. Escalator rails
  4. ATM buttons
  5. Parking Meters
  6. Crosswalk buttons
Just to name a few.  Thanks Yahoo for that enriching information.  So, yo.  Wash your hands you filthy filthy people.  

Have a fabulous night.  Tomorrow....Happy Birthday Eve to me.  


Until next time....

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