Disappointed that I didn't post anything yesterday, but such is life. Did get some writing done this weekend but not nearly as much as I'd hoped. Especially in light of so many other chores going undone. Sigh.
Saturday I started my day by snacking on 3 toffee-ettes. Sis fixed our lunch. I had two Omaha burgers with cheddar cheese, tomato and pickle slices on two wheat buns. Oh, and mustard. Snacked on two chocolate pieces that were part of the container that was a D/S Christmas present last year. Old chocolate. Ick. Had to force myself up from a nap to have dinner. Roast beef and I think cheddar on two slices of wheat bread. Snacked on 1/2 oz. plain almonds and BBQ Pringles. Ate the whole pint of HD Caramel Cone ice cream for dessert. So good. Kept myself up way late.
Sunday, the 9th. Got up around noon. Not happy about that. Sis and I finally made the crab salad. And yes, I do mean WE made it. I chopped, she ripped lettuce and crab and got the olives going. It was nice to not have to do it alone... or suffer the guilt of her doing it all. I chowed. Sis couldn't quite make it the last few bites so I helped her out with that. For dinner I had El Taco leftovers, 2 green quesadillas. Snacked on 6 pieces of Solvang taffy as The Cape played behind me. Eh. Much happier to have added a couple pages of dialogue to a short play and journaled. Not pleased to get a phone call from the SM informing us that Dad fell Friday and broke his arm. Like, what gives? We find out about it two days later. Then to find out he did it during the day but didn't get himself to the hospital until they were going to bed and he couldn't find a comfortable position. That's when the SM finally convinced him that they were going to the hospital. So frustrating.
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