Thursday Recap

5 a.m. I've been awake for at least an hour. Perhaps that nap I snuck in at 4:30 yesterday afternoon wasn't such a good idea after all. Or, more likely, it has something to do with the fact that I've been really lazy about my morning quiet time as of late. I'm listening, God. I'm up. I'm reading.

7 a.m. Leave the house and detour around the closed streets downtown (due to flooding) to get to City Coffee for an amazing raspberry white chocolate scone and non-fat latte (I think that offsets, right?). Bummer... cinnamon scones are all they have.

7:45 a.m. Finish quiet time and latte and start plan to take over the world (AKA my 60-day assessment for my boss).

8:30 a.m. Forget 'til last minute about weekly breakfast at work (you'd think after 8 Thursdays I'd figure it out), so I miss out on made-to-order waffles and omelets because I already ate that stupid cinnamon scone.

9:05 a.m. Leave Siloam Springs for Rogers.

9:45 a.m. Stop by NW Arkansas Toyota to check out the new Camry's. Test drive white one. Buy silver one.



11:25 a.m. Talk to Ashley, who's bored on bedrest, while navigating the Rogers traffic in the new car. Not used to being so low to ground, or getting decent gas mileage.

11:45 a.m. Have lunch meeting at P.F. Chang's. Order kung pao shrimp and a tiramasu dessert shooter. Yum!

2 p.m. Marketing meeting at the Rogers Center. Gaze out the window at the new car and decide she needs a name. My friend Lindsay suggested "Lola." I'm thinking more "Barbara" or "Celine." I think a silver Camry is more boardroom than bedroom. The red Audi convertible I really wanted could have been a Lola. But Celine makes me think of that annoying Titanic song, and I'm not sure my new Toyota makes my heart go on and on and on. So baby will go home unnamed.

3:20 p.m. Call Jen to congratulate her on getting her first residency choice... Texas A&M in Temple, TX. Wonder how much it will cost to fly round-trip from XNA to Austin. Think about repercussions of Jen being a blonde Aggie.

4 p.m. Arrive back at the dealership to sign life away. Get free Diet Coke in the "customer center" and read a magazine. Sign on the dotted line 26 times and think about death, but refuse the casualty payoff. Hey... I'm dead. What do I care if it ruins my credit rating?

5:30 p.m. Finally get in what's-her-name after she gets a bath and a fill-up (I spent $52 filling up the ol' TrailBlazer yesterday... bummer) and they try to sell me other options which would bring my payment to about $1,200 a month, like in the event that I should lose my right eye in a skiing accident while wearing a pink bikini, my car will be paid for, provided I get the oil changed at the dealership every two weeks. Um, no.

5:37 p.m. Visit with my grandmother, who's excited I now have a "Camera" like hers. She describes her day, telling me that "The Village People" put on a style show. Turns out it's not as exciting as I thought; she lives in Methodist Village, so the Village people are merely other residents, and they modeled clothes from their closet. Evidently one dude modeled overalls and carried a potato for "farm wear." Hmmm....

6:00 p.m. Talk to my aunt Kathy, who's watching Dewie and Louie while Huey practices soccer. While on the phone, I hear her tell Ave, "If you do that again, I will yank your arm off." Not sure what that's about; he's always a perfect angel around me.

6:40 p.m. After a short stop at Hobby Lobby, arrive home. Leave car in driveway to take pics for blog. Neighbors think I'm mental.

6:50 p.m. Call Pizza Hut to order a pizza. Dude answers, "Thank you for calling Pizza Hut; will it be carryout or delivery?" I say, "Delivery." He says, "Sorry, we're not delivering right now."

6:52 p.m. Eat a half a bag of chips and decide to blog.

Spring has sprung. Are you ready? Vacation tomorrow. Wahoo!

Oh, and vote for the new car's new name. I'm leaning toward Audrey Hepburn... it's classic, right?