Ash Wednesday, and I didn't go to church. I passed out on cough medication and woke up at various times throughout the night. I'm not giving up anything for Lent, besides sleep really. I gave up cokes last year. It was more of a habit than a need, so it wasn't hard. I've told myself that instead of giving something up, I'll get to work on time. Believe me, that's a goal.

On the days I'm not set for court, I take my time getting in to the office. I don't think anyone cares, if they do...they sure know how to hold their tongue for the past two years. I generally stay later than everyone else anyway, or work through lunch time if there's a deadline. It just reached ridiculous proportions a few weeks ago when I was 75 mins "late"...

I guess I can say now, since she's already written about it, my sister, Becky, and Brady are having a baby. The due date is mid-September. My nieces were beyond ecstatic when they heard. They have their fingers crossed for a boy. The shrieks were unbelievable.

I already posted about these on myspace, but the blunt nature of these letters make me laugh.

My plans for tonight - LOST
Tomorrow - was to see Charlie, but this cough won't go away *tear*
Saturday - was to go to Odessa to see RRB, see above *sniff, sniff, tear*

If I'm not rid of this thing by the time the weekend's over, I'm going to go crazy. I've got a project with my sister, Monica, to work on anyway. I'm sure I'll find something to do in a smoke-free place this weekend...my lungs will thank me.