Went to Marshfield yesterday to meet Luke at the annual Rock, Gem, and Mineral show, which is totally any geologist's dream. I got a new pair of earrings, Luke got a big glass emerald cause he's weird like that (something about Sonic and chaos) and we generally just got distracted by shiny objects, which is always fun.
Before the Rock and Gem show, I headed home to pick up mail and to get a small bouquet of wild flowers for both Gramma and Mom as an early Mother's Day gift since I won't be around next weekend. It was rainy and wet and cold, so I burned excess fossil fuels by driving my car down the road instead of walking. Argyle followed me anyway, for which he got yelled at because he is not supposed to follow cars. Doubt the lesson will last more than a week, but at least I tried.
Also, the whole reason I was going to head home yesterday - aside from mail and seeing parents paired with sparkley objects - was so I could give Dad his computer back now that Shadowlite is home all safe and sound. Well, I forgot his computer yesterday, so I ended up heading back to Marshfield earlier this afternoon to return the laptop he loaned me. Burned another 3 gallons of gasoline in the process, but my parents continue to rock and Dad gave me fifty dollars along with a hug of thanks, and I seriously don't know what kind of good Karma I built up in a past life to be blessed with such awesome parents. I can't help but be grateful for it, though.
Dad also informed me that there had been a young man inquiring about me earlier today at their display (they had a booth set up at the Rock and Gem show, which is one of the reasons I went in the first place aside from being a big rock dork). Dad asked "How do you know Sal W****?" and I went "Who?" and proceeded to make a confused face. Then he went on to talk about the guy who was a kinda-sorta acquaintance of theirs as he came to the house on a few occasions to quiz Dad about his arrowhead collection. I even met him once. Then I was all "Is that the farmer kid from up the road?" who I met all of once
maybe 5 years ago and only in passing. Turns out I made an impression or something, cause no only did he remember me well enough to ask about me by name, but also guesstimated on my age. And if I recall, he is also insanely cute. Score. Too bad I'll probably never see him again, but it's nice to know I'm memorable.
After dropping off Dad's computer, I was hungry and I didn't really want to have made the 35 mile drive to Marshfield just to turn around and go right back to Point again, so I decided to hit McDonald's for some chicken strips and a yogurt parfait before heading over to Younkeer's in search of End of the Season deals on fluffy sweaters. Found an extremely soft cream-colored knit one for 3 bucks (original price of $35 - score!), as well as some new bras cause I'm down to two that are actually comfortable for all-day wear. Do you know how hard it is to find comfortable non-underwire bras that don't cost an arm and a leg? There's a reason why all I ever wear these days are sports bras, but anyway, I did find a black strapless non-underwire that, thankfully, had removable pads for about 12 dollars, and then another regular lavender-colored non-underwire one made by Jersey for about the same price (yay for sales - they both would normally be around 20 bucks each). Also, I found a pair of lavender briefs to go with made by the same company! Finally, for the first time since I actually got boobs, I have a matching bra-and-panty set! It is extremely crazy how happy this makes me, but hey, I hear sanity is over-rated anyway.
Drove back here after my mini shopping spree. Drive was uneventful albeit quite pretty since the sun decided to make an appearance for the first time since Tuesday, I think. Headed to Walmart to get groceries cause I was almost out of OJ and chocolate. Also got an air freshener for Coyote cause I think I think a bunch of ladybugs crawled into his vent system and died. Mmm, Citrus Blossom.
Got back to the house, put groceries away, and then proceeded to spend the next half hour trying to figure out how to get the bulb out of Coyote's passenger side headlight, which burned out a few days ago. Called Dad so he could tell me how, since he also has a Geo Tracker. It took a bunch of wiggling and the creative use of a flat head screwdriver, but I finally got the sucker to release from the "white plastic thingy" holding it in. Will take it to Fleet Farm or somewheres at some point to get a new one, cause now poor Coyote is blind on both ends on that side of the car (still haven't replaced the side-view mirror I broke off a few weeks ago).
And now I go fold laundry. And maybe do some homework.