so, i spoke with pam a few minutes ago... was supposed to meet her in the city today - looks like her daughter broke her wrist on saturday... yeowch, poor thing! so she may not be heading in to meet us today... when i was on the phone with pam, heather called my cell, looks like she's gotta buy fleetwood mac tix for her dad, so she's probably going to make it in around 11:30... haven't heard from the big guy, Ed, yet... supposed to call me when he gets into the city...
ah, don't ya' love making plans? part of me would be just as content going into the city, watching the parade for a bit (really have only seen a piper and an irish flag before heading into a pub) and then coming home - i am sure i will get the spirits back up... i just need to get dressed and smell a bar of Coast soap to wake up (even though i only have Ivory Soap here. dang. not even Irish Spring on a day like today. pitiful.)
i am now tossing myself into the shower

