Just another day in paradise

Not much to write about today. Today was my Friday, and that makes me smile.

It was the Easter egg hunt at work. If you've read my recent blog,  Cadbury egg warfare, you know how I felt about that. All in all it was an alright day though. Other than a 2 year old eating a piece of candy, with the tinfoil wrapper still on it. He apologized as soon as he swallowed it, so I guess it's okay because he used his manners, right? Lordy. Is that really my job? Again, Lordy.

I enjoyed floating in a pool this evening, and I enjoyed melting in the hot tub even more. There's also nothing like good conversation with good people. That was certainly a welcome change, as I feel that I am forced to converse with vegetables rather than people on a daily basis. There is one friend of ours who is intelligent to begin with, but his creativity and sense of humor just make him the full package. He is probably one of my favorite people, and he is an advocate for medical marijuana. Before you fly off the handle, judge me, or block my page, view his website here. If you're not for medical marijuana, that's fine, but you can't be against the awesome recipes he has at the bottom of that page. Click around, there is a lot of useful information there. Honestly, you're probably currently misinformed, and that's what he and his site are there for. Get on his soap box, the view is amazing.

Tomorrow I will be spending the afternoon with Tippy, my favorite Polkadot. We will be floating in her pool, talking, giggling, and finally being tipsy enough to fall off of our rafts. I have spiked jello in the fridge, and mixed drinks in the freezer. I need tomorrow, I know she needs tomorrow. She is bitter and nasty, much like myself, but she is just so much cuter at it. Regardless, we never run out of things or people to talk about. I simply adore her.

Saturday and Sunday are looking a bit bland for me. Some laundry, maybe a trip to a store or two. My husband works, so he'll be sleeping during the day, which leaves a pillow-movie-marathon out of the question for me. Maybe I'll just kidnap Tippy for the weekend. I'll tie her into my convertible and drive out of the state like we've always joked about. Why out of the state? Just because.

At this point, the further away the better. Just sayin'.