Scopes Monkey

The human beings ability to adapt is a powerful and horrible evolutionary mistake.

Thanksgiving weekend was quiet. So quiet. The quietest I have been in ages. John went to Wisconsin to be with his family for the whole weekend. That left me a tad lonely and very quiet for much of the weekend.

Thanksgiving lunch was an odd but sweet assortment of ham sandwiches and cheetos and mom complaining there was no Cool Whip. Ahh, the holidays.

I promptly left there and basically hid in my apartment until Friday around 7:30 when some friends from high school told me they had never done karaoke. Well … the Hixx can’t let that happen, so we set out for Hidden Cove very early, assuming a big crowd would descend. However, no crowds showed which allowed us to sing various renditions of “9 to 5”, “On the Darkside”, “I love Rock n’ Roll” and “Free Fallin’”. And of course a lovely interpretive dance to “Bright Eyes”.

Saturday I left the house only to walk my sweetest, most loyal, sweetest, most wonderful dog ever. All my dog wants is to be with one of us I swear, he’s never been so quiet and sweet as when I was with him all weekend. I miss him terribly.

I cleaned and puttered, played video games and watched the new Everest show on Discovery. Which by the by, is fabulous. If you’re interested in such things, as I am, please start watching, it’s awesome.

Yesterday my baby came home and we wandered around, ate half sandwiches at Frances’ and played video games, put lights on our tree and hung out and snuggled.

I was relaxed, happy, bored and ecstatic.

Today at work is busy, hectic, crazy, ridiculous and stifling. Well…it’s not that bad, but my drift is, all that good mojo and suddenly I’m back into the craziness and work of life, for four days, it eluded me and my pet…and I miss it.