14, 890 Days Alive
11 Hours Til I Meet Up With Uncle Comic
We got out of work early today since it is Good Friday. I haven’t ever really been in a family that religiously observed Easter, so I’m not quite sure what I should expect when I am traveling tomorrow morning.
I know this counts as a holiday weekend. I don’t know Easter is pretty much the other big Jesus holiday of the year other than the falsely attributed winter holiday. However, I don’t have to worry about it honestly.
Unfortunately, unexpected dental work derailed my existing holiday weekend plans. I was going to go visit with Owl. I am not the individual who was seen by a DDS today. Poor Owl though; she has to deal with having post-extraction pains, and/or possible discomfort.
Everything for a reason, I suppose. Owl and I have made plans to attend a local to her event later this month. More details to come, but it does involve a native population celebration of which I am very excited to attend.
Anyway, it is Friday night. It is Friday night and I need to be up at 7:30 AM to meet with Uncle Comic just over the border into Illinois. Off to read the next chapter or two of “One for the Money” so I can try to catch up to Sean Michael.
Take your meds, folks.
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