Friday Night, and the Mood is Right

Gonna have some fun.
Show ya how it's done.
T-G-I-F!

Man, do y'all remember your Friday nights with Family Matters and whatever the hell came on after that?!  Those were the days!!!  Now, I'm an adult eating semi-good Vietnamese food with my husband on a Friday night and then coming home with coffee and a doughnut each to watch Zach and Miri Make a Porno.  Enjoyable lewd flick by the way.
 
It's actually now Saturday, which proves the coffee earlier was a bad idea and that I'm up way too damn late again.  Tomorrow I gotta get up earlier than usual, a time I won't even admit as being early, and get myself ready, pick up a cake and go help set up for a baby shower on post that starts at noon.  I've never been good at mornings, and now that I don't work, I'm really not good at mornings.  This should be interesting.  I have to remember to put the gift in the car, put the punch ingredients in the car, pick up the cake, pick up 3 sweet treats as well for game prizes, and drive the half hour onto post without destroying the cake. 

Before I leave the house, Joe needs to saddle the Christmas tree (which is spending its second night out on the front walk) atop the pilot to drop it off for "Bring one for the Chipper" at our local park.  (They take the xmas trees and make mulch to dispense, rather than tossing the trees in a landfill.)  Then, hopefully Joe will put gas in my car so I don't have to add that to my list.  Soon after he gets home, I'll be leaving, and while I'm gone I hope to jebus he sells the CR-V.  Part of me is sad to see it go, as it was the vehicle he first picked me up in when we started dating.  I thought it was a super girlie car, but did my best to look past it.  In the end, while girlie and underpowered for my liking, it's been reliable and part of me wonders if we shouldn't have saved our money on the Pilot and just continued to drive the damn thing.  Oh well.

The rest of tomorrow will involve having a dude over who's going to house/dog sit for us next weekend since the kennel is closed in January.  Since Lu has developed a fear of some men, we figured Dude better come over so she can meet him.  Gah.  I just hope he doesn't burn the house down.  Luckily, he fears me, and know I'd kill him.

Tomorrow evening is accounted for as well.  Going to a wing/beer gathering with Joe's coworkers, some of whom have made life very stressful for us lately and others with whom we get along just fine.  We'll see how it goes.  I'm not worried.  I'm older than most of his sergeants and can see through the bullshit.  I've also been diagnosing them with my DSM-4.  Hello personality disorders!  ARMY STRONG.  Hooah-hahahahaha.