A DAY ALL TO MYSELF!

It was about 5:45 when Dickidoo woke me up.  "Sun's getting high!" he said in a voice so cheerful that it should be illegal.   He had decided that it would be a great photo-op for me to get up that early to take a picture of the mountains at daybreak.  At 5:45 in the morning, still snuggled deep in the warmth of the blankets I thought it was a terrible idea.  At 6:00 am, standing in the chill of the morning in the vacant bank parking lot, watching the sunlight sweep up the mountainside I changed my mind.  My camera-smarts are still very questionable, but there is no doubt about the magnitude of beauty that lay before me in the early morning hours.

I got home only to discover that Zack had gone back to sleep (lucky dog!).  I got him up, scrounged up some lunch money and shoo'ed the boys off to school, just in time to get the girls up.  Becca had a late start this morning so she got to sleep in with Rocky.  The girls got ready with surprising speed.  I helped Rocky pack her lunch then drove her to school.  From there Becca and I went to breakfast, where I learned that my stomach is not used to eatting before 11am, and will from here on out stick to liquid sustainance... aka COFFEE!  Then on to my old work place (it feels sooo weird going in there now) to buy a present for Becca's friend who is having a party this weekend.  I emerged from the supercenter a poor woman.  This is it, I am offically calling an end to the giving of any more birthday gifts.  I can't afford for my kids friends to grow up!  NO MORE BIRTHDAY PARTIES!  So the kids are all off the school and the rest of the day is mine, right?  Wrong!  Rocky calls to say she left her lunch at home.  Sure enough, there it is, on the dining table behind the cereal box.  No big deal, I grab my camera on my way out so I can get some pictures while I'm out.  I drop off the lunch and the rest of the day is mine, right?  Wrong!  Steve calls, he's on his way home for lunch!

Well, I drive back to meet Steve at the house for lunch.  I spent a little time on the porch with my new neighbor, who wasn't too happy when Steve arrived and stood on the buffet line. I fed Steve and the squirrel, then shoo'ed them away and the rest of the day is finally mine.  Sort of.  I have to drop off a bill for Steve.  Awwww heck, its 1 o'clock, and I have to be back by 3 to pick Rocky up, and then start fixing supper.  Dang it, I may as well just stick around.  Tomorrow Steve takes his lunch to work with him, and if Rocky forgets hers at home, well, I guess she'll be hungry when she gets back home after school.  Tomorrow I'm having the day all to myself!