know when to hold em

So it was Mr. Man's B-day yesterday, the first anniversary of the 21st he said.

I got up early and made us (turkey) bacon and eggs, (5:15 am, which was fine when I was up and doing stuff, but then at work around 2 pm I was in dire need of Nap Time). I gave him his gifts, too, which he seemed to like and dropped him off at the T so I didn't have to worry about being DD at night, which was a good move - after the Harp and some crappy karaoke bar where an old dude sang Kenny Rogers "The Gambler." Does anyone remember that Kenny Rogers used to have a restaurant chain? They had rotisserie chicken and fake homemade nonsense - kind of like a Boston Market. I, of course, loved them when I was nine and was only just cultivating my love of mayonnaises.... back to the night out - I think a good time was had by all, even if we were subjected to karaoke, and it was great to see Mr. Man's old roommate who is back in Boston for the year - hooray!!!

Work was slooooow yesterday but today is kind of awesome. File cleanup day! So we got to dress down and today my main task will be to shred documents. It's loud and paper-cutty but kind of awesome in a cathartic way...you know, destruction and all. And best of all, it isn't database work. And we're getting Upper Crust for lunch.

This weekend we're off to the farm, which I'm psyched about. I'm even prepared to take home an armload of zucchini now that I've researched ways to disguise it.

With summer winding down, I'm really missing not going back to school. There. I said it.

But it's true. I miss Brown and Brew (our cafe, get it? Brown and Blue? Our colors? Ah whatever...), and cheap on-campus eats and over-priced bookstore purchases and breaking in new shoes just because and the glorious resolutions that this-year-I-WILL-get-organized-and-do-my-reading.