Here we are again at the start of a new month looking back at the old month.  This month I did a lot of looking back.  I relived what happened last year thanks to what I wrote last year about my life.  I can report that this year May was better than last May.  There's still a long way to go though.

40,000 miles

May 1, Nothing much going on today.  Work was work.  The big event was my car reaching 40,000 miles.  I went to TheGirl's place after work for dinner after work.  We chatted, played with Chandaka, and then it was time for me to head home.  When I reached TheGirl's place the mileage was 39,999, so naturally just down the hill from TheGirl's I hit 40,000 on the car.  It's crazy to think that in less than two years I've put that many miles on the car.  But, going to work five times a week, three trips to Big Sur, one trip to Hearst castle, several miscellaneous trips to places like Solvang, Santa Barbara, and over fifty trips to Disneyland and you get 40,000 miles.  It's been a great run.  Who knows what the next 40,000 miles will bring me and my Crockett.

May 2, Once again another uneventful day at work.  My supervisor was much nicer to me about the added hours I took this Saturday because I told her that I dropped some hours in order to balance things out.  It sucks that I'm at this limit of hours, but it also means that I'm making my full potential salary this year.  I didn't leave any money on the table.  I should say that I potentially didn't leave any money on the table.
Speaking of work, today I had the longest conversation with one of my more attractive co-workers I've ever had.  I don't know a THING about this co-worker other than she has a body that makes me melt.  She's tiny, but has this awesome ass, big boobs on a tiny frame, and a tiny waist.  She is definitely not everyone's cup of tea in the looks department, but I think she's grand.  Well, being Armenian I have zero chance with her, but a crazy part of me just wants to tell her that I like her.  It wouldn't go anywhere, or mean anything to her, but I'd like to tell her just the same.  I don't, of course.  Today was just nice to talk to her because she actually talked to me, not just dismissed me.  Next time I see her it will go back to the old ways, but for a brief moment it was nice.
Then I had a conversation with a co-worker and friend of TheGirl.  The two of them haven't communicated much lately.  Both assume that the other wants her space.  Not true, but how do you know that if you're acting on the assumption that they do?  So today my co-worker KrisM told me that she missed her friend.  She also asked me a bunch of questions about TheGirl and I's relationship, and how I felt about things like TheChisel.  I told her the truth, I'm an open book after all.  She doesn't know the whole story, but even still she makes a point that she was getting awfully chummy with TheChisel.  I told her that she would turn around and tell me that he was a BS artist, and that she didn't want a relationship with him.  But then I also pointed out that TheGirl's actions didn't always match her words.  And that's where we left it.  KrisM had to take a phone call and I had to continue on my route.
Lastly, I bought the car new tires.  40,000 miles was quite a bit of wear.

The elusive, but finally captured Hollywood pie

May 3, Work was whatever today.  The only thing that kept me going at work today was knowing that I was going to have yummy pizza after work.  My buddy and I have been talking about getting some deep dish pizza from this place called Hollywood pies in West Los Angeles.  We've talked about it, but finally tonight we just said we would do it.  Traffic was nonexistent, which means we flew to the west side to pick up our pie.  My buddy didn't want to eat at the restaurant, so we picked up our pie and went down the road to a park to eat our yummy pizza.  And yummy it was.  The adventure of having to find the place, then arrive too early to pick it up (they told us it would be an hour before it was ready), and then walking up the street to waste time was pretty cool.  Then going to a Beverly Hills park added to the surreal feeling of that meal.  But the pie was great, and the mini adventure to get it and eat it covered all the bases for a good night.  Good pizza, good conversation, good friend. 

TheGirl and me waiting in line for the Matterhorn

May 5, I renamed today Cinco de Drinko.  TheGirl and I went down to Disneyland and also made today Cinco de Disneyland.  We first got our drink on.  Following that we walked around the park, got on the Matterhorn, and then got something to eat at Cafe Orleans.  Our meal was great, I had a Monte Cristo and TheGirl had something called Ragout (pronounced ragu).  Her dish was really yummy, and so was my Monte Cristo.  Following that we did a little more walking, since most of the attractions we wanted to ride had long lines.  We petted the goats, and walked and talked.  She confessed that after our trip that she cried because she missed me, and misses me.  We had a good thing, her and I.  She isn't capable of being loyal to one person.  Right now TheChisel is most likely out of the picture.  She told me today that she wants to tell him that she doesn't want him in her life any more.  Ouch!  Still, I know what to expect with this woman now.  I told myself last year to simply be her friend.  Fuck buddy was one thing.  At that time I still had feelings for her.  Today I love her, but I'm certainly not in love with her.  It took a long time for me to say that and have it be true.  Today while at the bar she got a little randy and kissed me.  We were very affectionate the rest of the day.  I liked that.  It was like old times.  However, in the back of my mind I had the thought that I can't just bring her back into my life.  It would just be a repeat of what's happened in the past.  She's my friend, I like it like that only.  Still, today was a great time with her.  It's just so easy with her.  It just all fits into place.  I knew all this was going to happen.

Yummy apple pie a la mode at Pie n Burger

May 8, This week has been just work, work, work.  Today class was pretty good.  One more week of class to go.  TheGirl wanted to eat at Pie n' Burger tonight.  It was a yummy meal, for me.  But the waitress got her order all wrong, and then TheGirl thinks we were overcharged.  I wasn't in the mood to argue with the waitress, who is clearly overwhelmed.  At the same time I felt bad because TheGirl didn't have a good meal, and I might have been charged $10 more, plus the tip I left.  All-in-all it was yummy.  The pie, didn't disappoint.  After dinner we went back to her place and chilled for a while.  We just sat there watching TV, like old times.  Then we cuddled a little, like old times.  Yeah, everything just like old times.  It was a year ago this weekend that TheGirl went off on another one of her weekends with her friend TheChisel.  Back then I was pulling my hair out thinking the worst of her.  It came to be that she did me wrong despite all this "I wasn't sleeping with him" bullshit.  It's not the sleeping that concerned me.  I was concerned that she was slipping away from me emotionally.  Which, of course, turned out to be the beginning of the end for our relationship.  A year later all that is in the past.  I didn't forgive her, so much as I'm not interested in living back there.  I used to live so much in the past, but enlightenment has placed me in the here and now.  I'm glad.  The past taught me and has placed me where I am today.  I'm happy.

My buddy Jonathan's father grilling in the rain

May 9, Today was a long day at work.  I arrived early to work despite not having to go to Pasadena this morning to drop off their books since they are closed.  Then after my regular work period my supervisor asked me to make a special delivery.  The special delivery was mine to make because the Friday driver doesn't like doing special assignments.  I mean what the fuck is that?  If I refused to do a something at work I'd probably be fired no the spot.  But some people just have the gall to refuse and nothing happens to them.  Either way I made my few extra few bucks today.
Following the long day at work I went over to my buddy Jon's house for dinner.  We've been trying to hang out for a few weeks now, but we've both been busy.  Jon's been working loss prevention at various stores around town.  He never knows his schedule from day to day, so it's been hard for us to hang out.  But tonight he had a day off and I went over for some BBQ and conversation.  A good time for sure.  A couple of observations: Jon's girlfriend has a great body.  He's a lucky guy in that way.  But they don't seem to talk too much.  Also, he seems to like his time alone and away from her a little too much.  I mentioned to him after he got off the phone with his girlfriend that he didn't say that he loved her.  He just said it's played out.  Hmm.  Anyway, it was good seeing him.

TheGirl has a monkey on her back, named Chandaka

May 11, TheGirl is off camping with TheHusband this weekend.  She keeps on texting me about how she's looking forward to NEXT Sunday when we go off to Disneyland again.  Since I was left to my own devices, like last year at this time, I decided to get a bunch of little things done.  Mainly cleaning up my room, cleaning up my desk of papers, and catching up on a few things that I've been leaving for a free day.  Now I've been chilling in my room, watching old House episodes, some Justice League and also a movie.  That I saw this morning.  My co-worker, the guy that came on to me, was the one that recommended the movie as an explanation of what he did.  Sadly the movie doesn't tie any loose ends, so despite the movie having a scenario similar to mine, it was never resolved, so it offers no guideline as to what I should do.  But really movies aren't like life.  Movies are entertainment.  This, what I'm writing about right now is real life.  It's messy and it's raw.  TheGirl spending all this time with TheHusband smacks of two years ago when she decided to try and make things work with him.  I hate to suspect that this is happening again, despite her protests to the contrary when we talk about it.  She protested last time, and look what happened.  Perhaps she is telling the truth for once.  Perhaps she's just a bullshit artist.  I hate to say it, but since my trust in her is shattered I tend to take everything she says with a huge grain of salt.
Tomorrow I'm going to see "Iron Man 3" with my homeless buddy.  A year to the day when we saw "The Avengers." A year to the day when all this stuff with TheChisel burned in ernest, and all I could do was standby while she went off every other weekend with another man.  That time still hurts.  I'm amazed that I remained in her life after that.  I guess I'm just a fool.

Chillin' at the park on a warm Sunday after watching Iron Man 3

May 12, Today, a year to the day that my homeless buddy and I went to see "The Avengers" we went to see "Iron Man 3." The movie was not as good as the first, but better than the second.  Overall I give the movie a C+.  The movie was secondary to being able to hang with my buddy.  After the movie we went to eat at a taco joint, but they only took cash so we didn't have a complete meal, just a pair of tacos each.  Following that I got some money from the ATM and had a craving for macaroni and cheese.  We then went to the nearest KFC to try their new boneless chicken.  Following that I got sleepy, so my buddy and I went to a nearby park to sit a while and talk.  And that's how we spent the rest of the day.  I dropped him of and then got ready for work tomorrow.  Not a lot of details, but a good time.  It's jacked up that the movie wasn't anywhere near as good as the hype.  Nevertheless, I had a great day.
It turns out that today is also Mother's day.  Neither my homeless buddy or I have mothers that are still alive.  So yeah, we didn't remember them today.  I guess I should have gone to my Grandmother's grave.  Now that I think about it, I haven't done that in a long while.  I think I'll make a trip this coming weekend.

May 14, Work went super fast today.  Both jobs were really busy.  That is all.

May 15, Today was my last class for my senior computer class for this "semester." Next "semester" I get to try a new format.  I hope I don't just go in there and "wing it," like I've been doing since day one.  One of my former students, and a lady that comes in every week to the lab portion of the class, told me today that she has breast cancer.  It nearly floored me.  As much as anything can floor me these days... these jaded days.  I'm a cynic, but things like cancer still hit me.  But I was able to hold my emotions back.  It's so difficult to know what to say to someone who just tells you that they have cancer.  I know that when I get cancer I won't want to tell anyone.  I almost don't want to burden anyone with that news.  I would rather silently suffer through that alone, completely alone, than to burden anyone that I love with the knowledge that I have that fucking horrible cancer.  However, the fact that my former student told me that means that I'm trusted in her mind.  THAT, makes her confession all the more special and powerful.  I wished her the best, and told her that she would be fine.  This, despite the fact that I know she's worried that it won't be fine.  I wish I could take that damn cancer away from her.  I wish there wasn't cancer any more.  Yeah, I wish.
I've been debating this for the longest time.. today I booked my room for my next trip to San Francisco.  I booked a room at the same hostel I stayed eight years ago when I went with my buddy El Vagabundo de Granada.  My friend Nic lives up there with her boyfriend, and I told her that I would be coming up.  I think she's looking forward to it.  Unless she's just being polite.  There's a slight history with Nic and I.  Mainly that I think at one time she had the hots for me and I totally BLEW it with her because of my failure to make the move on a girl.  That will be my ultimate failing.  If there is a girl outside of TheGirl that I was meant to be with my failure to be with her will DEFINITELY stem from the fact that I was TOO afraid to ask that girl out.  Because, it's been proven that some girls like me.  Like me enough to practically throw themselves at me.  However, STUPID me, who usually notices EVERY STUPID LITTLE THING, doesn't notice that a girl is throwing themselves at him.  I'm a complete idiot when it comes to girls.  At the end of my life I may only have TheGirl as the benchmark for women I fell in love with that I had a relationship with.  That isn't a horrible thing, but I also don't want TheGirl to be the only girl that loves me to have a relationship with.

job application confirmation

May 16, Work was kinda all over the place today.  I arrived at work and right away I have one half of a special delivery assignment waiting for me.  Return a package to Vroman's book store, along with my usual delivery to the Pasadena library.  Then my regular route, followed by a trip to Book Soup in Hollywood.  I didn't want to have to drive the van all the way to Hollywood and then back to Glendale.  THAT seemed like a total waste of time.  Time that I could spend relaxing at home.  I told my supervisor that I could take my car to Book Soup and then just go home from there, since I would be just over the hill.  She accepted, and after my route I booked it over to Book Soup, which is actually closer to Beverly Hills than the Hollywood of tourists.  Sure enough, the plan worked to a T.  I dropped off the books, drove over the hill, and had time to get a haircut and make a quick trip to the grocery store.  TheGirl just texted me as I was writing that last sentence to say, "TheChisel was here - now I'm going to bed. argh."  This was in response to a text I sent an hour and a half earlier saying, "busy monkey."  It's so funny that she mentioned a few weeks ago that she wanted him out of her life completely, and that she was going to, "have a talk with him," about that.  I mean whatever!  I surly don't want to go back into a relationship with her.  But that phrase, "TheChisel was here," makes me wonder where he is now.  She told me that her landlady is giving her problems about her daughter's boyfriend staying there too many nights.  And that she was going to use that excuse to tell TheChisel that he couldn't stick around when he visits.  Easier solution, I say, is to just tell him never to return.  Eat it, TheChisel.  Yeah, but why should I care what he does, when he comes and goes.  I guess there's just so much unfinished business with TheGirl.  Which, is easily tabled by just walking away from it all.  I haven't done that yet.  I haven't had cause... well, I have had cause, but I've not wanted to yet.  I guess I still like hanging out with TheGirl.
Lastly, I should be looking for a job.  I should be getting this photography thing going.  Instead I'm complacent.  Mainly because work is going well, and I'm making money.  But I could be making more money, or working at a better place for about the same amount.  In short, I need to get off my ass.  Tonight, by pure chance, I went on my old school's job site.  Apparently Santa Monica college is hiring library assistants, and tomorrow is the deadline to apply.  Well, I don't have to tell you that I applied, look at the picture above.  Confirmed!  Now I hope I qualify.

onion rings and fries from 25 degrees in Hollywood

May 17, I show up to work today and I'm told that the regular Friday driver can't make it because he's sick.  Therefore I get to drive the route today.  Mind you, I start work on Fridays at 9am.  On days that I do the route when I have to go to Pasadena I start the route at 8am.  So, I'm an hour behind from the start.  However, I though to myself that it would be fine since I was scheduled to work until 6pm and driving the route is better than being cooped up at Central.  I went on my merry way to Pasadena, dropped up and picked off the books, made a quick drop of some money at Vroman's, and then went back to Central.  I piled the van up with books for the branches and went on my way, approximate time 10:30am.  The route was pretty much the same as my route, except that some of the branches that are normally closed when I visit them on Thursdays are open on Fridays and vice versa.  I returned to Central at 2pm, an hour behind my usual schedule.  But again, I wasn't worried since I couldn't be expected to finish at 1pm since I had a late start.  During one of my stops at the branches I ran into the girl that I work with on Monday nights up in Montrose.  The one that TheGirl says likes me and I should ask out.  I talked to her and another pretty co-worker for a good 25 minutes or so.  There was another girl there that was super cute.  I've never met her before, but now I wish I knew who she was.  She's probably some volunteer.  It was nice to have so much eye candy in front of me at that moment.  I finished my day a few hours later and bolted home to meet up with my buddy for dinner.  We went down to a place on Hollywood blvd named 25 degrees at the Roosevelt hotel.  As you can see from the above picture the fixings were good.  The burgers were good too, but they did seem to miss some key ingredients, like lettuce and onions.  Which are clearly shown on the menu to come with the burger.  Maybe we didn't know to ask for them specifically.  Hmm?  All-in-all though a good solid meal.  Following dinner we went to get some booze and then went back to my place to drink it up.  We certainly got our drink-on.  My buddy and I can talk for hours, and not get bored.  I think that's why we have remained friends throughout the years.  The night ended around 3am, when he left and I subsequently passed out in my bed.  Good times!

Italian cold cut from the Eastside Market in Chinatown

May 18, When my Saturdays off coincide with a Saturday off for my aunt my body trembles, because I know that she's going to demand I do any number of things around the house she has on her mind that need to get done.  ARGH, on my day off I just want to chill and do NOTHING.  Like right now all I'm doing is watching the Mexican channel and writing this.  The Mexican channel knows what I like, tits and ass.  They have eight girls in bikinis bouncing around playing a family feud type game.  Keep bouncing ladies.  My aunt, thankfully, isn't here.  She went off to visit my godmother.  I heard her come into my room this morning real early, like around 7am or so.  I wasn't going to wake up at 7am though, but I was awake when she came into my room.  I played possum and then went back to sleep.  When I finally did get out of bed I was hungry.  I showered and wondered what I might have to eat.  I remembered that I told myself I would try to visit the Eastside Market in Chinatown.  It closes at 2pm on Saturdays, and I had just enough time to shower and book it down there.  I got there around 1pm, ordered my sub, shown above, and then drove down to a park in Chinatown to eat my meal.  Just as I was going to sit down the bag I was carrying my sandwich in turned and half the sandwich fell on the floor.  I looked at it for a second and thought about just leaving it there.  But fuck, I just paid nearly eight bucks for it, i wasn't just going to let it rot there.  I picked it up, blew some of the dirt off it and inspected it for large amounts of dirt.  I said, fuck it, and ate the whole sandwich, on the floor side and all.  It was yummy, but I suspect that the meatball sub is the one I should have tried this visit.  I'll try it next time.

TheGirl and I riding the Autopia at Disneyland... like old times

May 19, Today was Disneyland Sunday for TheGirl and me.  Since she bought her annual pass we've been trying to make the trek down to Disneyland every other week.  TheGirl kicked out TheChisel at around 11am and I arrived a half hour later to pick her up.  We drove down there and went on the train, since we haven't been on that ride in a long time.  Following that we rode the Autopia, as pictured above.  We later ate, petted some goats, and rode the Pirates.  We finished up our day by riding Star Tours and getting some ice cream at DCA.  All-in-all a good day.  I had a great time, and was completely exhausted when I got home.  We did our usual, hold hands, and kissing thing like it was old times.  I'm Ok with all this throw-back stuff since I do like hanging out with TheGirl.  And it's just nice to touch her and be of the moment with her.  And I know she initiates it because it's pleasurable for her as well.  It's like all of the fun of a relationship without the commitment.
Believe me, I'm not looking to return to our old relationship.  TheGirl and I make better friends than we did lovers.  With the pressure off TheGirl can just be herself and not worry that I'm smothering her.  Hence her still inviting TheChisel back, because he will do anything to stay with her, much like I did last year, and accepts her distance as a price to pay for remaining in her life.  To a lesser extent that's what I'm doing.  Lesser because I don't have the added dilution that TheChisel has thinking that he's in a relationship.  I guess that's how I should have played it from the start with TheGirl.  But, I was completely in love and didn't want to just have our relationship be this loose thing.  I wanted exclusivity.  For a while I had it.  It was too good to last.  Every man in TheGirl's life learns that.  And yet I'm still here.  She mentions how I'm different, which I am.  Yet, I'm not THAT much different.

May 20, I had a shortened work day today since because of a mix-up in scheduling I had to take off my Monday evening shift.  I wanted to run a few errands before going home, but it didn't quite work out that way.  I went to the 99 cent store for a couple of things.  Then went to eat some tacos in Glendale.  I wanted to go to Target, but on my way there I had to struggle to stay awake.  So I just went home and passed out.  My aunt arrived and found me asleep in my chair.  I woke up, got up and went straight to bed and didn't wake up until 5:30.  Now I'm here looking at some photos with my aunt, because she wants me to print some of them out.  Today was a strange day.  I kinda miss the days when I used to be able to come home during the day instead of late at night.

Chandaka, sitting on a fence

May 22, Went over to TheGirl's for our traditional Wednesday night dinner.  She made some burgers (turkey for me, veggie for her).  It was a nice dinner.  I talked about the crazy thing that happened at the library today.  Mainly that some guy was playing pocket pool while at the public computers.  The lady across from him was the object of his "desire," so to speak.  The patron told me, I told my supervisor, he called the police.  The police showed up, asked him questions, then they arrested him.  All in a day's work.  Woo!  After dinner TheGirl's daughter went to her room and TheGirl and I chatted while playing with our monkey, Chandaka (pictured above).  She cleaned the grill while I took pictures of the monkey on the fence.  She must think I'm nuts.  But, at the same time she does play along with the whole monkey thing.  I think it's because Chandaka represents some sort of innocence.  The monkey, as you can see from the picture, is adorable.  It's hard to look at that face and not find the monkey cute.  Especially with those cute ears, and that perma-smile.  I think I already mentioned that I have a theory that Chandaka, Chan for sort, represents that which wasn't and will never be... our future.  It's out there in the realm of "what-might-have-been," where it will always stay.  The monkey has brought us closer in friendship, and I appreciate that.
At the end of the night I was about to leave when TheGirl asked me if I had plans for the holiday weekend.  I told her I didn't.  She said that perhaps we could do something on Monday.  I told her yes.  I'm letting her invite me, no invites from me.  I don't care to know what man she is hanging out any given weekend.  TheChisel, TheHusband, they're both the same to me.  They can both kick rocks.  Before leaving work my co-worker Holly told me that her boyfriend broke up with her.  She's living the same scenario that I lived with TheGirl the last two years.  She can't let go, and she's holding out hope that they will stay together.  This despite the fact that they haven't been right for a long while now.  The problem is, as the song goes, there's a time to hold'em and a time to fold'em.  From personal experience I can tell you that right now it's time to fold'em.  Her actions are like mine where... all they did was prolong the inevitable.  I wish her luck though, she's gonna need it.

May 26, There isn't really that much to report since the last time I wrote.  Been working.  I worked today in San Marino.  It was pretty quiet, yet steady.  Reminded me why I don't like working not the weekends though.  Actually, now that I think about it there are a few things going on.  My co-worker Holly reports to me that the weekend getaway went well.  Things are good, but of course both of us know that it will take an effort on her boyfriend's part to make things right.  And he's too dumb to do that.  Also, I'm sure a part of him wants out.  However, he doesn't know how to get out.  Hence the multiple break-ups.  I know all about those, and they're just prolonging the enviable.  TheGirl told me on Friday that TheHusband was picked up on DUI the previous night.  On my route I was pretty sure that I saw him up in Montrose.  This sort of thing might be a nail in the coffin for his job, which requires him to drive.  TheGirl said he's worried, and is beating himself up.  Yeah, he should.  She also said that he wants to talk about their "future." She told me she was afraid of that talk.  Exactly why I'm not sure.  If I were to speculate it would be one of two things.  First, she fears that her telling him there's no future between them will cause him to be more sad, compounding the DUI thing.  Second, it could be that she's seriously considering going back to him, and the consequences of that move will certainly keep our friendship from going on.  Actually, that's more my fear.  Nevertheless, part of me thinks oh well.  We had an informal invitation to do something tomorrow, but I haven't heard from her since this morning.  I suspect that since it's just past 10pm right now that she will text me in the next hour to tell me good night and perhaps set something up for tomorrow.  We shall see.  She mentioned something about craving a Slaw Dog, located in Pasadena.  It's the place we went on that faithful last day of July three years ago.  Wow... three years.

The Natural History Museum

May 27, TheGirl said that she wanted to hang out with me today.  Sure enough, like I said in the last entry, we shall see.  I saw.  She flaked on me.  She sent me a text this morning saying, "Stuck with TheChisel being here.  He was supposed to leave early this morning to beat the traffic.  Decided to stay until later." I responded with, "It's fine - hug Chan." Her response was, "I'm sorry.  Damn it!" Whatever.  I KNEW this was going to happen.  I wanted to just tell her to go to hell.  I still do.  I wanted to tell her that this is but another horrible thing she's done to me, but I didn't.  There's no use in that sort of stuff.  She's not going to change.  Her priorities lie with the man she's with at the moment.
Well, since I was flaked on I went ahead and went to the Natural History Museum.  It was the only place I could think to go on short notice.  I didn't want to go anywhere, but staying here at home meant that I would have to deal with my aunt.  Even after I returned she came into my room and just sat here while I watched TV.  ARGH!  The museum was pretty full.  I've seen most of the exhibits at the museum.  There's a new exhibit coming in July, so I just missed that.  Anyway, I was able to get some nice pictures around the museum.  The time away from home was good, but really it was a patch to a pretty shitty day.  TheGirl just sent me a text saying, "How you." Hey you indeed.  She doesn't deserve my friendship.

These sandals fit like gloves.  I'm gonna like wearing these.

May 28, Today was the most pointless day of the month.  Nothing good happened, but nothing majorly bad happened either.  Highlight of my day is that my new sandals arrived in the mail today.  They are nearly identical to the ones that I'm ALWAYS wearing.  The old pair has served me well, but the tread on them is all gone now.  I'll still use them around the house, but these will be my casual shoes.
TheGirl said she couldn't sleep last night because she flaked on me, because TheHusband is worried about her job, and her daughter said that TheChisel monopolizes her time.  Yeah, TheChisel can rot in hell for all I care.

I ate the Hickory burger at Hook Burger

I've been doing these 52 week projects for the last three years.  This is year four.