Ramblings

Yesteray, while at a truck stop getting gas, Ross saw a rather gruff fellow with a large green parot on his shoulder.

Today, I guilted Ross into coming to work and helping me. Yes, I did it on a Saturday and yes, it was the Saturday of the big football game (Michigan and Ohio i think). Anyway, I had 20 people at various degress of struggle that were desperate for help and even on a day when my ankles weren't swollen and my stupid stomach wasn't getting in the way I would need help. Regardless, as I was helping one of the women in my camera class said to me as I was helping her, "your husband is really cute."

I guess it is Ross' weekend.