Okay, kids. This will be quick. My internet at home is somehow screwed. I think it has something to do with the connection to my router, but as you well know, I have no computer kowledge whatsoever. So, I'm writing quickly and furtively at work and I'll try to fix my home computer problems later.
Now, Mr St Louis should be here when I get off work. I'm this annoying combination of excited and scared and a little insecure...I know, I know, it's like any other day, just magnified. Of course, me being me, I couldn't sleep very well last night AND I forgot to put on deodorant, so I really do feel like a natural woman today. Duh.
So far, our extended weekend date looks like it will go like this: This evening we will stay at my house and eat sandwiches and stuff and have some drinks. Tomorrow evening we will try to hook up with K. and T. and Ondine and then head down to the Dublin. On Saturday night we'll drive to Chicago and go out for Dim Sum and drinks. Then on Sunday we'll go to the Bears/Saints game. Mr. St. Louis is a Saints fan, so we'll be rivals for a day.
Okay. I'll be thinking of you....Just kidding. If all goes well, I won't remember that any of you exist.