My Mommy Is Coming To Town
Sep. 28th, 2004 09:26 amTrishkit happy. My mother and stepfather are coming to visit today!
Even before I moved here, they would come to Ottawa at least once a year. It's one of their favourite places and my stepfather's best friend from high school lives here.
This also means that they can amuse themselves so I don't need to dance attendance upon them for their entire visit. Then again, my mom is easy. As long as she can smoke and read she'll be perfectly content. And they both golf, so it probably doesn't matter if I ever show up.
They leave on Saturday. I'll be hitching a ride back to our hometown with them and staying there for at least a week.
What this all really means is that I've got a hell of a lot of work to finish before Saturday. Most of my database clients come from my hometown region, so I've already got a lot of meetings scheduled. Plus, I promised to do an update for the software I created for my former employer, the insane bunny huggers. Have I started this? Of course not.
Instead of fooling around on the internet I really should give the apartment a final clean and go grocery shopping (I like to pretend that we have a normal life when family is around).
And think of a cunning plan to ditch them tonight so that I can watch Smallville.
Even before I moved here, they would come to Ottawa at least once a year. It's one of their favourite places and my stepfather's best friend from high school lives here.
This also means that they can amuse themselves so I don't need to dance attendance upon them for their entire visit. Then again, my mom is easy. As long as she can smoke and read she'll be perfectly content. And they both golf, so it probably doesn't matter if I ever show up.
They leave on Saturday. I'll be hitching a ride back to our hometown with them and staying there for at least a week.
What this all really means is that I've got a hell of a lot of work to finish before Saturday. Most of my database clients come from my hometown region, so I've already got a lot of meetings scheduled. Plus, I promised to do an update for the software I created for my former employer, the insane bunny huggers. Have I started this? Of course not.
Instead of fooling around on the internet I really should give the apartment a final clean and go grocery shopping (I like to pretend that we have a normal life when family is around).
And think of a cunning plan to ditch them tonight so that I can watch Smallville.