June 19: Thank God It's Friday Tomorrow

Friday.  I am so ready for the weekend.  I'm tired and stressed.  Tomorrow, my daughter has an orthodontist appointment.  She needs some kind of metal in her mouth according to her dentist.  She's actually looking forward to it.  I don't know why.

I don't really have any plans for the weekend.  My plan is not to plan.  Maybe I'll read a book.  Draw a picture.  Write a poem.  Go for a run.  Watch a marathon of The Big Bang Theory.  I'm free and loose.  I may wear underwear this weekend, or I may not.

Saint Marty's feeling a little dangerous.

She's feeling a little dangerous, too