Thursday, April 30

Checking In

When the work week wrings you out, the creative writing juices pretty much dry up. Not that they were ever overflowing anyway.

Yesterday was Barb's birthday. We were invited to Liz and Ryan's to enjoy Angel, Annabel, and Max. Stephanie and Henry came over, too, and we ate a Baskin-Robbins green chocolate mint cake and watched Survivor Man eat old salmon and get burned out of his shelter. Barb opened her gifts. Angel had found a flattened metal whistle at school and cut it apart and flattened it again to make a Mickey Mouse eared do-dad that we'll glue a magnet to for the frig. Pretty creative gal.

It was back home early - we had to be at work this morning at 6:00.