I’ve Failed YouPosted: June 13, 2008
I promised five posts this week.
This is the fourth.
I’ve let you down.
OK, now that I’m done with that, let’s move on, shall we?
If it’s Friday, it means randomness for you, which means lack of ideas from me.
Had a classic lunch with the aforementioned work wife yesterday. It’s part one of our barnstorming two-lunch goodbye. We went to Wendy’s (I had a salad!) where they continue to mess with a good thing, i.e. the Frosty. Not only is there the basic Frosty (which is chocolate and only chocolate), but there is now a vanilla Frosty, Frosty shakes (including strawberry) and Frosty twists, which is there version of the Dairy Queen Blizzard. We tried one fo the twists — chocolate and M&Ms. Note to Wendy’s: stop messing with a good thing.
My friend that went into rehab gets out tomorrow from his 21-day treatment. I haven’t talked to him, but reports are that he’s doing very well. I hope so. And, honestly, I’m having a hard time with this still and will be curious to see how are first few conversations go.
Renee gets out of school for the summer on Monday. I was always bust on teachers working “half the year.” But always in a good way. Nobody works harder than Renee. The prep and correction time is crazy. She’s looking forward to the summer off. She deserves it.
Emotions all over this week. A year ago I was trying to find a way to celebrate the birth of my daughter while trying to deal with the impending death of my brother — all in a week. Monday is the anniversary of his death. Sunday, we’re having a family gathering for one of my nephews who graduated high school. We’ll all be together. Probably won’t be many words said, but they won’t have to be.
I’m also going to see Billy Joel again Sunday with two friends (yes, females) from college. There were supposed to be four of us, but there’s three. That means there’s an extra ticket. Anyone wanna go?
Oh, and Sunday is also Father’s Day….bittersweet for a lot of reasons. But, my goodness, am I the luckiest dad in the world, or what?
What else? I got nothin’.