Sunday

And so Sunday comes again, continuing that long, long cycle that makes me wake up early. Gah. But this time I actually got to stay in bed, since I didn't have to be at church until 10:15, which rocked because usually the deadline is 7. So hey, two and a half more hours of sleep made for a much better day.

Karate might start Tuesday, depending on my parent's schedules.

My sister's home from college for the summer. I think it's going to be amusing to see her working in the fast food industry, as do my brothers.

My friend's little brother is in the hospital for a sinus infection that spread to his eyes. The kid may be a punk, but I hope he gets through okay. I'm sure he will. He's not just a punk, but a stubborn punk.

Grandma's got eyelid surgery tomorrow.

As Gerisson Keillor would say, "And that's the news from Lake Woebegone, where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above average."

Current Mood: Stuffed

Random Useless Fact of the day: Chosen tour is on Saturday. Let's see how that goes.