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Vacation - Princess
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maigrey
Vacation
Vacation is GREAT and wonderful, although my mother is driving me crazy. I'm ignoring the emails that come in from work (though I'll probably break down and try and get through some of them tonight), been sleeping in, doing a lot of pleasure reading (currently, I'm reading The Notebook), and general all around loafing. It's fantastic.

We had an earthquake here last night, too. Freaky! I was talking to G-Rob at the time, and said: "I didn't know y'all had fault lines here"

G-Rob: "where there are mountains...there are fault lines" [Ed. Note - he's much smarter than he looks! :D ]
me: "oh yeah, DUH"
me: "I M SMRT"

Sheesh, I amaze myself sometimes.

We don't however, tend to find this in the north, so I'm mollified somewhat: Man found with pants on fire hospitalized. I wonder who got to go out to cover that story...

I love my mother, but she's driving me bonkers. I had a 10 am appointment for a mani-pedi today (as I'm standing up in a wedding and wearing sandals, so I'm going to attempt to look like I took some time on my nails), and when I found out my return trip to G-Vegas is off (BOOO), I decided it would make much better sense for me to change the appointment to a more reasonable hour. I however, don't have the phone number, and since my mother canceled her appointment the other day, I knew she had the number.

The conversation goes something like this:
"mom, can you call the nail place and cancel my appointment because I'm not going to gville so I don't need to be there that early"
"well where's the card for the salon?"
"I don't know, which is why I asked you"
"well, why don't you just go down there anyway?"
me, searching for the damn card and finally finding it, "Because I'm not showered r anything yet and the appointment is in a half hour"
You sure you don't want to go down there and relax and have them take care of you?"
"IF I DID WANT TO GO NOW why would I be asking to CANCEL the APPOINTMENT??!"

Both April and BG have said that this is Just What Mothers Do. But sheesh.

I'll write a little later on the homegame I went to with my sister and her friends, as it's time to go get that mani-pedi now. Talk about a trainwreck - if you imagine what a tournament looks like if everyone learned how to play from TV, this would be it. Luckily, they're all good people and much fun was had.

... but we did have a little discussion about this thing we call "pot odds" on the way home.
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