Well, the day could have been better. Steven had an upset stomach. The entire afternoon shift called in at work, and I was the only person dumb enough to answer my phone, so in I went.

Note to self:

1. Never answer the phone on a sunny Saturday afternoon.

2. Never answer the phone on a snowstorm Saturday, either.

People are a lot more likely to call in sick en masse on such days.

Still got some of the laundry done, and a bit of shopping we needed to do for Bill in preparation for his trip to Europe (though we still need to pick him up a couple of electrical adaptors). Wanted to do yardwork, though, and didn't get a chance. Hopefully the weather will be nice next weekend, as we have no plans right now, other that Dan playing some golf. I should be able to get a lot of yardwork done then, and maybe even get a chance to take Steven to go see Star Wars again.

The school year is nearly over. It will be done on Wednesday, which will be a half day. The following week Bill has his appointment for his senior picture on Thursday, we will be going to a Tigers game on Friday, and on Sunday he will be flying to France for his school trip. I imagine we will have a ton of laundry, packing, and errands to do in getting ready for that trip, too.  It's a wonderful opportunity for him -- they sure didn't do things like that back when I was in high school some twenty years ago.