Last nite, the doorbell started ringing at around midnight....I thought, good grief, who would be at my door a midnight....so I shouted out, 'who is it?', and my sons voice answered back, 'Its me mom, who else would be ringing your doorbell at midnight?'....I guess the son had a hot date last night, with an Olympia girl...gadzooks, I can hardly believe the son would date someone from the 'boonies', but apparently this gal was an acquaintance of one of my sons friends who still lives down here...so they went out on a date, which the son says was quite enjoyable...so he thought he would stop in for a visit before he headed back to Seattle...sure was nice to see him...he knows we stay up until all hours of the night...I have always worked the graveyard shift, and the hubby works 4pm-330am...so even on the weekends we maintain that schedule...we sleep til late morning, or early afternoon, and then are up all night...we are nightowls...I think thats a genetic thing, at least for me...my dad always prefered to work graveyard shift, his sister sleeps until late morning, and is up all night, my son prefers to sleep late, and stay up late...we are all just turned around here...
Well, I suppose I should start cooking dinner now...I bought all that food, I should start using it...
How is the famous Lulu doing?