We were planning on going out tonight to solcita's going away dinner, but Himself's shop moved to 12-hour shifts today. (I should have seen this coming with the new supervisory folks there, but.. meh.) As a result, he won't be home until 1930 at the earliest, and that's half an hour later than we planned on meeting.

He helpfully suggested that Laurel and I go out anyway, but we'd be limited to my bike since he took the car to work today with her carseat in it. I don't have the energy to put in 8 to 10 miles round-trip today, so I'm off to thaw some hamburger. Falling back on what I know best, that means I'll be making something Mexican. I'll be off to start beans now...

Again, I'm sorry, Sunnie, Niki, et al. Maybe I'll get the chance to meet y'all another day.