Greetings, bitches. Today is Sunday. The sun is out. Mom is attempting a load of wash before the inevitable afternoon rain. I’m watching a wasp outside, frustrated at the lack of nectar in a decorative metal flower it keeps visiting.
We spent the first half of yesterday doing the normal Saturday shopping things. I had two things I wanted to buy, and managed to forget one of them as soon as I entered Walmart. I remembered what it was later, then promptly forgot again. After dinner, I remembered again. It was a new bag. Since the poi upgrade, the current purse is a little small to comfortably toss the new balls in if I want to go out with them.
After lunch, Brian mowed the lawn and Mom and I did nothing. I made some curry chicken salad for dinner, and Mom wants the recipe so she can make it “when you leave”. Everything lately is “when you leave”. I get the feeling I’ve overstayed.
Brian’s childhood friend is in town for a visit, and we expected to see them last night. Brian waited for a call from them saying they had arrived and settled. The friend was waiting for Brian to call. Consequently, no one got in touch with anyone until after dinner and we stayed home. I went outside for some spin time, but the playlist’s shuffle wasn’t great and I couldn’t get into a groove. In my opinion the videos turned out like shit. Or I just wasn’t feeling it enough to even enjoy editing the clips after I came back inside.
We’re going to the Compound this afternoon. Mom was tasked with bringing deviled eggs this week. I don’t know if Brian’s friend and his entourage will be there as well. I’m going to pack the poi and the vape regardless, because I’m in a particularly hermity mood today.
