Another Hall plot successfully completed (more or less, since Jeff's section of the plot is still in the works), and now we're into the aftermath sessions. Whee!

I am the Queen of the Conference Call this week at work. I've got seven hours' worth of the damn things on my schedule for this week. Not even counting the in-person meetings. Bleh.

Ah, well, they can't all be as slow and lazy as last week, I guess.

We had a pretty good weekend. It passed me in a bit of a blur, though. I remember wandering around Home Depot on Saturday, trying to find paint and the right size belt to fit Dad's belt sander. And being grouchy because I'd left my bag at work, which meant that I couldn't put my Netflix back into the mail or take any pictures.

Sunday afternoon we went over to my parents' for Father's Day. Mom had a bowl of fresh cherries, and another bowl of pistachios, both of which Penny appeared to enjoy immensely. We had steak and baked potatoes for dinner, and ice cream for dessert, and I did not turn any of it down.

Which means I need to behave myself on the diet for the next two weeks, because I'm quite certain that I'll be Very Bad for the Summer Bash, too.

I know this is a surprisingly short journal entry for a Monday, but I'm a little tired, and feeling a bit uninspired. Sorry.

--Liz