Between the general not-sunniness (still used to Colorado) and Laurel's whacked out sleep schedule, I haven't been posting or commenting as much as I'd like to. You have my apologies, and hopefully next week will suck less.

Actually, it will suck less because Jose leaves early Friday. After this week's 0300 call to tell me he left his coat in our car (several days before), I was half hoping he'd call again so I'd have a reason to ream him. Looks like Himself might have gotten through to him... or he wants his coat back. Not like he'll need it in Puerto Rico. *snerk*

I hereby drink to the getting-rid-of of Jose! Also, I need to remember to call the guy he'd been rooming with to get our spare bike back, since Jose borrowed but never used it. Parts = good. Now back to making dinner...