i'm sitting here sneezing (right now, the count is at 8.... no.. 9 --- i feel #10 coming on.)
usually after i eat a ton of food, i wind up sneezing. happens with gigglemom... i think a doctor had told her once that it was when your diaphragm is being pressed on or something. god only knows.
ANYWAY. the sneezing and gluttony is not the point of this entry.
got a call from jude earlier. she didn't know if she was heading to the bbq... i'd already planned on doing din-din with gigglemom anyway (surf taco... i just finished the sneeze-inducing beef, black bean and cheese burrito... and a quesadilla... with a bucket of fresh guac.)
then she said she miiiiiight got the bbq and then to the parker house (i so don't want to go there on a saturday night. it was bad enough this morning packed with sweating Bennys.)
but she then mentioned St. Stephen's... and about 20 minutes before that, i'd received an email from my friend Ray about going to St. Stephen's.
So, I'm heading there at 9pm.
there's a band there - Paddy & The Pale Boys who are supposed to be really keen.
So, i've gotta stop sneezing (the count is at 14 now) and then hop in the shower and hightail it over there...
at the moment, the ballgame is helping me relax (soooooooorry sox fans... at the moment, it's the 9th inning and it's 10-3 yanks. heh.)