seriously... not recommended

from a fungi diorama at the Denver Museum of Nature and Science

I came home from a busy day at the office, no really, where I inadvertantly volunteered myself for two projects and all the meetings that will go along with said projects and planned on catching up on some beloved dvr business and some fantastical magazine madness.

Ooops... plans foiled and I ended up talking on the phone with my cousin and my bestest of sisters from another mother all night on the phone. Wouldn't have traded any of it for a freakin' minute, except with the damn signal faded on my cell and I kept hanging up on my cousin. Thank gawd she is patient and funny as hell. I wish I had known her more when we were growing up. I have a really great picture that I think her Mom took of us laughing away, and its one of my favorite pictures of pictures that I have up on my mantle over my fireplace.

I also planned on being in bed by now too... guh. That going to bed early thing just isn't happening for me.

Last night I was kept awake by the fear that the second I crawled into bed the police were going to call and tell me I needed to come and identify this guy I saw trying to break into my neighbors car and busted him in the process last night. The cop said it was a distinct possibility that I would have to go and id the guy, so I waited for the phone to ring. At 1 a.m. I went to bed and now I am suffering for it. Stupid criminal ... making me all sorts of miserable and tired. Well not really miserable, at all really, its just a really great word.

I have a list a with about 30 things that I have to do before the weekend and I have no clue when I am going to even get to a third of the items to knock them out. One is easy ... I need to see which artists are going to be at the Arts Festival this weekend. See if it is worth going to at all this year. I didn't go last year, and the year before it was just exhausting. But this year, maybe. Ok, just went and peaked. Some of the artists look interesting. Many I haven't seen before, which is inticing for sure. It seemed for several years it was the same people over and over again. I can't afford anything, nor do I really have room for anything but maybe just maybe something will catch my eye. And good to see at least one Whipple got juried in. I don't think it would be a Cherry Creek Arts festival with out someone from that family representing. I will save my money on the big plastic cup of soda though, since I have the Peets card all loaded up for the true caffienated joy and the Starblach card from Secretary (oooo sorry Administrative Professional)'s Day. I could easily walk the festival and get so over caffienated that I forget my name. Excellent. A true aspiration.