The weekend was busy, not unlike the past week.

I am really looking forward to Wednesday when I will actually have the whole day to get caught up on things at the house.. laundry, cleaning kitchen etc etc... The kitchen looks like a tornado went through since yesterday morning( afternoon) I had to madly cook the stuff I was bringing to my staff party. I made mini spanikopita's ( spinach/feta pie) and fresh Thai spring rolls, and peanut sauce. MMM They turned out well, but we were late. I should have left more than an hour to cook and get ready.. but It *WAS* Sunday.. and I hadn't had a day free for like 7 days. * whine whine whine.

I picked up a few shifts last week because Jean ( the circ manager) was on vacation all last week. Plus then Friday I was at the Opera House and then again on Saturday for the Coffee Break fall ticket sales kick off. ( weeeee) Tickets are now on sale for the Stoughton Opera House's Fall/Winter 2004 season. I don't think the website is updated, we don't have control of it, so we just send in the information and hope for the best.

I slept in today. It was almost eleven when I poured a cup of coffee and headed outside to sit in the sun. Chris was up and dressed and wandering about the yard. He had this *great* idea that he wanted to try and pull down this dead tree that was hanging off this other live tree. He couldn't find rope in the basement so he went over with a bungee cord. I was a bit wary of this, warned him if he killed himself that I could not drive stick shift so he's be out of luck. Anyway, off he went into the woods and stuck the hook of the cord into a hole in the dead tree and pulled. I heard some breaking wood sounds and rustles in the tree's. I could tell it didn't come down, there wasn't *that much noise, but I couldn't see Chris any where. He came over to be and I asked how it went, I was then shown the wound. I guess the cord broke through the tree and snapped back, putting a hole in his shirt and scraping him with the hook and making a hell of a bruise where the coiled part holds the stretchy rope knot. Ouch. Poor Chris, but I think he learned a lesson; Don't use a bungee cord where you would use rope. Stretchy things snap back and knock the shit out of you. He is luck he didn't lose an eye or slice his nose off of his face.

*fun.

We went out for lunch at the new Mexican place. I like it a lot, Chris didn't the first time we went, but was raving this time. So that's good. Now, he mows the lawn trying to beat the rain and I mess around in here. I work tonight at 5.

In other news, Chris's grandma is safe after hurricane Charley. I guess the place she lives chartered a bus and went to Ft Lauderdale. The buildings are all fine, but last I heard there was no electricity yet in Ft Myers and they lost a bunch of tree's. All the technology and advancement we are still no match for mother nature.

*till next time~~~
-S