Saturday, May 22, 2004
And so it begins …
All right, here's my schedule for tomorrow: Get up at 5 a.m. (!) to be in the Inland Steel parking lot by 5:30 to witness the implosion of blast furnaces A and B, which normally I'd be all gazzed up about because I LOVE anything and everything steel mill-related, but at 5 a.m., not so much; then I have to be at Temple Beth Israel to cover their Israeli vendor fair, in which there will be lots of gorgeous, earthy jewelry that I do NOT have money for but will probably buy anyway. THEN I have to write the two stories before the two baby showers I have tomorrow. And Mother wonders why I was cranky when she asked me to pick her up lunch at some point before the showers. "Well, I just don't have to eat, then." Yeah, all right, smartass, was my response.
Meanwhile, my aunt already informed the BFKAS that if she can't be civil to me, then she needs to keep her distance, which means she's already asked if I'm going to be at the shower. My sister in the meantime told my cousin that she might or might not be there, which, if I had to make a guess, she will; she just threw that out there to keep me wondering.
I'll post plenty of implosion pictures when I get back.
Meanwhile, my aunt already informed the BFKAS that if she can't be civil to me, then she needs to keep her distance, which means she's already asked if I'm going to be at the shower. My sister in the meantime told my cousin that she might or might not be there, which, if I had to make a guess, she will; she just threw that out there to keep me wondering.
I'll post plenty of implosion pictures when I get back.
