Yesterday was good, although it started a little bad, sort of.
I had promised my mother that I would take her to the annual Critter Care Wildlife Society open house. We have gone the last few years, and she has really enjoyed it. In spite of the new animal stink (babies can be little poop machines), I enjoy it, too. The open house is quite the affair. On Saturday, they had over 2,000 people visit the site. During the open house, volunteers take the public on a tour of the facility, affording we-the-people the rare (once a year) chance to glimpse all the unfortunate little critters. This year, we saw many raccoons, a young beaver (never mind, you perves), young skunks (a little stinky), opossums, three fawns, and a young coyote. There were also three bear cubs, but they keep them away from the public.
To raise money, CCWS sells tix to raffles, sells stuff, and outright asks for money. Some time while we were there, and sometime while we were filling out raffle tix, my mother put down her glasses case. Considering these were her new glasses, and it was The Best Case Ever, we had to go back. This little detour made me late-ish for the rest of the day.
But it was okay, because the rest of the group that was meeting at The Grunt gallery to see friend Hillary's art show was late, too. It was nice to see everyone again, especially in the context of Hillary's art. We were all in such a good mood that we couldn't be brought down by Bruce, the Cairn Terrier, who was still in a mood because his mommy had been away for a while in Italy.
After the Grunt, Josie, Sara, Rochelle, and I went to The Whip for a delicious dinner. I had the Blackened Chicken Sandwich with Yam Fries. It was nothing to rival JNads' Las Vegas fare, but it was good enough for me. Feeling nearly full, Rochelle, Sara, and I went up Main Street to Bellagio Gelato for a scoop. The conversation strayed only slightly onto the topic of former classmates; we grumbled about only a couple of them. That was a new high (or low, depending on how you look at it) for us.
I had promised my mother that I would take her to the annual Critter Care Wildlife Society open house. We have gone the last few years, and she has really enjoyed it. In spite of the new animal stink (babies can be little poop machines), I enjoy it, too. The open house is quite the affair. On Saturday, they had over 2,000 people visit the site. During the open house, volunteers take the public on a tour of the facility, affording we-the-people the rare (once a year) chance to glimpse all the unfortunate little critters. This year, we saw many raccoons, a young beaver (never mind, you perves), young skunks (a little stinky), opossums, three fawns, and a young coyote. There were also three bear cubs, but they keep them away from the public.
To raise money, CCWS sells tix to raffles, sells stuff, and outright asks for money. Some time while we were there, and sometime while we were filling out raffle tix, my mother put down her glasses case. Considering these were her new glasses, and it was The Best Case Ever, we had to go back. This little detour made me late-ish for the rest of the day.
But it was okay, because the rest of the group that was meeting at The Grunt gallery to see friend Hillary's art show was late, too. It was nice to see everyone again, especially in the context of Hillary's art. We were all in such a good mood that we couldn't be brought down by Bruce, the Cairn Terrier, who was still in a mood because his mommy had been away for a while in Italy.
After the Grunt, Josie, Sara, Rochelle, and I went to The Whip for a delicious dinner. I had the Blackened Chicken Sandwich with Yam Fries. It was nothing to rival JNads' Las Vegas fare, but it was good enough for me. Feeling nearly full, Rochelle, Sara, and I went up Main Street to Bellagio Gelato for a scoop. The conversation strayed only slightly onto the topic of former classmates; we grumbled about only a couple of them. That was a new high (or low, depending on how you look at it) for us.
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