Stuff! (Mostly Post-Vegas Trip Post Mortem)

QE returned safely last night. Dad took off at O-Dark:thirty this morning. It was a nice little visit and I'm glad he was able to come out. 

Normal weekday routine usually involves QE and Dash go on a long walk, usually to Davis, every mid-morning, so we decided to make that a go to Davis for crepes. I envy them that time and I wanted to get in on the fun, particularly while the weather was still OK.  I know it's HONK! but when compressing a plastic shopping bag made my ears go into screaming spasms last night, I decided crazy marching bands was not the answer today. Also, crowds. Also, baby-nap schedules require going home before the parade. I hope it was fun, though!

The Vegas trip was extremely gratifying for our Union Dude and he's been chattering about it all morning. I will admit some level of ambivalence to this. It will be great but oh god, the new challenges, and not seeing him as much. It's a little nerve-wracking. A development is: he actually does get a company car and gas card, if he makes it. Oh, she says. Well, that's exciting! So, he explained the numbers about this hiring process. It breaks down as some 600 got the invitation letter to apply to become an organizer. Around 175 or 180 applied. Around 140 got the first interview. 30 were sent to Vegas and specifically 3 from QE's local. He also heard that there's a shop teacher position opening up at the Millbury training center, which he may well qualify for, but his buddy Ricky totally would. The fact that both of them are qualified to teach OSHA is sort of a big deal. (Apparently not a whole lot of people go for it/make it and it's absolutely required curriculum.) More fingers crossed for that.

It's sort of hard not to start the planning things. So much stuff has been deferred for so long. 

Chatty Mc Chattersons Goes Shopping

Hey, a 5 mile walk apparently was the answer to many things! It was a great time with QE and the baby, and was more energizing than not. Also, Quedabra mini croissants are made of awesome. Still in the thrall of tiny chickens in my head, but they are growing weaker, WEAKER, I tell you!!

I was brave foolish enough to voluntarily go to the Mall with purple_terror and the wee terror, but 2 (3) things:
( Shoes and Coat )

The cost of those purchases are probably not the best timed. Part of my brain is convinced QE'll land this job and our current money problems will evaporate over night. But, honestly, I've done almost no shopping for myself in 2 years. I feel pretty justified in 90% of my brain that it was acceptable and not at all frivolous. Puritan Work Ethic is all that's left, but it is a forgone conclusion that it's a PITA and needs to STFU. Right? Right. 

Oh, Thing Three: P_T is awesome and got me a bit more Lush, because there's never a thing as too much.
( Lush Geeking.... )

We came back in one piece and not overly grumpy to have dinner almost all done by our QE. He's been on an amazing pasta kick and outdid himself yet again. 

Ah, also I have a new pastry smasher, too. The old one suffered irreparable metal fatigue. More pie dough is required. 

Clearly I'm feeling better, because I'm writing like I'm jacked on caffeine, which is not the case.