For real, TGIF

And not a moment too soon. This week has been lame. Fortunately, I had an enjoyable time last night attending the authors' reading at the Barnes and Noble from hell. This was for the new anthology Hecho en Tejas, or writings of Mexican-American writers from Texas, and it was an SRO crowd and the readings were followed by music from the Conjunto Aztlan. My mom and stepdad were there, and we saw several friends in attendance as well. On the way home I had a nice, brief conversation with my long-lost pal L., who lives in Austin. When I got home S was watching wrestling. I marveled at how funny it was that I had just attended a cultural, erudite, high-brow authors' reading and now I was watching wrestling.

Tonight I get to attend a Pampered Chef party at Tito J.'s house. I love their products, and I'm sure will be tempted to buy something especially now that I'm getting more and more into home-cooking, but S's car cost us yet another $250 yesterday (bad water pump). And now that I'm trying to find another job, I'm especially concerned with keeping reserve finances. (On the other hand, I did get $3 knocked off the grocery bill w/coupons the other night!)

Tomorrow I have to patrol but I don't know what time yet. I'd like to go to a party at J.'s house, it's for her fiance's b-day. She called me yesterday so we could compare notes on being "Alpha women" and the challenges that it brings.

On Monday I am going to attempt to give S his next anniversary present. I am going to see an ENT who does a procedure to stop snoring. He inserts 3 little pillars into the soft palate to stiffen it up so there is minimal vibration that causes snoring. I hope I am a candidate for this procedure and my allergies do not complicate anything.

My nice coworker gave me some old toys that used to belong to her daughter. She brought them in today and gave me a big train set that S will have fun putting together, and some miscellaneous little things. That made me feel pretty good!

Selling Woodrow note: So far lots of inquiries but no one has bit. We had our monthly sheriff's meeting the other night and 3 more folks asked about it. M. suggested taking him somewhere to put up on consignment. That will be a last resort. Meanwhile, me and Esteban gotta get ourselves to the range.