Good afternoon everyone!
Well, I woke up to a nice surprise. Nick left work at noon today, due to increasing snowfall, and the promise of a lot more before 5 tonight. The highways have been bad this year, due to a lower salting/plowing budget by the state, so I'd much rather he use the PTO and come home when it's not as bad yet.
On Friday's, his office caters in lunch for the employees for free. Today was one he was looking forward to- a baked potato bar, so he stayed until lunch, got his free food, then after he ate, he and another co-worker both took the afternoon off.
Because he ate, and he knew I likely hadn't (I'm bad about skipping lunch), he stopped and brought home McDonalds for me, complete with a chocolate shake!
Thankfully, it's not too bad out, so the schools aren't letting out early. Though, I think I'll pick Rae up today, instead of having her walk home like she usually does. She'll like that.
I didn't get as much sleep as I'd wanted, but I watched a movie first, or at least, the ending of the one I'd started last night, since it's a netflix and I want to get it back in the mail. It was Charlie Bartlett. It was about a rich boy with a not-all-there mother.
He gets kicked out of school after school, until they finally have to resort to public school. When he gets there, he realizes the kids all have a real need for pills for various problems- some can't sleep, some are depressed, some have panic attacks, etc. Most of the kids are afraid to talk to their parents about it (especially the ones that are depressed), so he fakes the illness to his psychiatrist (and then, to others when he has so many prescriptions to acquire) then he prescribes the right pills to the right kids for a price.
Anyway, it looked better than it was, but it wasn't a -bad- movie. Just a lot less humorous than I was thinking.
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Hunker down for the snow..soup for supper?
Snow soup..hmm.. I wonder if that's anything like Stone Soup. I loved that book when I was little. Seems like we went as a class to see it as a play once, too.
Janet, could you call and request that? When I was little, there were 3 houses with kids that lived near each other- us, then the kids down 3 houses, and then the boys down 2 houses from there. To make it fair, we met at the middle house. When I was having problems with all the boys ganging up on me, the bus driver would let me off at my house, and take the other kids down to the furthest house to drop them off, so I'd have time to get inside. ;)
Not healthy maybe, but not dry!