Fun Size Bytes (from @Tj)Is that this week?
Lunch conversation today was comprised of my wife reading from her “calendar” (a.k.a the back of the checkbook—don’t even get me started) a list of things going on this week.
Her: “We’ve been invited to a cookout tomorrow at noon?”
Me: “Did you tell them we already have plans?”
Her: “I was going to, but they’ve already invited [other mutual friends].”
Me: “OK, but we had told [The Boy] that we were going to go tomorrow.”
Her: “Maybe we can go later in the week? Thursday?”
Me: “I have to get my allergy shot Thursday, but otherwise, yeah, I could probably do that.”
Her: “And there’s a meeting Tuesday at 6 that we’re supposed to go to.”
Me: “I already have a meeting at 7.”
Her: “This will be done before that.”
Me: “Then I leave after that meeting to get [my] Mom from the airport [2 hours each way. She arrives at 11pm].”
Her: “His [kindergarten] graduation is Wednesday at 1.”
Me: “I thought it was 1:30”
Her: “Well, the ceremony is at 1:30, but they apparently have some video that they show starting at 1”
Me: “So we ought to get there no later than 12:30.”
Her: “Probably 12:15. There are 4 classes graduating then and you know everyone is going to turn out.” [there’s usually lots of extended families here]
Me: “OK” sigh “Do we have anything Friday?”
Her: “No, but Saturday he’s got a party from 11 to 1, and a baseball game at 1, and his party is at 3.”
Me: “What party?
Her: “His birthday party?”
Me: “Oh, right. Is that this week?”
(Next Sunday I drive my mom back to the airport and then leave for two weeks in Pittsburgh. For which I have a metric buttload of reading and writing to do. So, of course, I came home from lunch and took an unplanned 2 hour nap.)
