Thinking about National Cinnamon Bun Day

Well, I had a wide variety of experiences today. I woke up just before 6:00 this morning, took a shower, shaved, ate a small breakfast, then drove up to Decatur for court. It wasn't very hard to find a parking space and I walked up to the front of the courthouse in time to see my client and her friend walking up from the other side. We rode the elevator up to the sixth floor and I talked to her about what would happen in court when they finally opened the doors and the judge finally came on the bench. Later, the other attorney arrived (late) and we spoke with the judge about the final order.

Later, I met with an old classmate, and we ate lunch together at the Raging Burrito in Decatur. Afterward, I drove back to Griffin, went to my office and picked up the closing package for this afternoon, spoke with Patti, then went home to change clothes and take a brief nap. Again, I re-boarded the car and drove down to Warner Robins and met with a client for a closing.

Afterward, I drove back to Macon, ordered some food on the telephone with a Cracker Barrel in Macon, picked it up and drove home. At this point everyone in the family, including the dog, took turns taking a nap as the evening progressed.

I will say this, I had to drive Kate over to Zaxby's and get a zensations zalad for se Zhelley. On our way back, as I sipped from a straw on a peach milk shake from Truitts, I looked over my shoulder toward the west and saw God's way of calling attention to Peach Season. The sky was decorated with peach colored stripes stretching from north to south, with corresponding baby blue. It really took my attention from the road ahead, which wasn't necessarily a good thing. I told Kate to look back.

Kate was so tired, that she actually was drinking a lemonade from a straw and fell asleep in the passenger seat with the straw extending from her lemonade into her mouth. That was a first. Picture this: Kate is turning her body toward me and she has the lemonade cup in her hand, the straw from the cup in her mouth, and her head is tipping toward, her eyes closed as she naps. I wondered if she was still drinking as she dozed.

Apparently, sleeping sickness was running in the family today.

I was hungering for a hamburger today, but it didn't happen. It is summer and grilled hamburgers are a constant temptation. The smell of grilling beef from someone's back yard is something to hits my nose quite often in the summer. Hard to beat.

Today was National Doughnut day. I did not eat a doughnut or even buy a doughnut. I suppose I didn't really celebrate it adequately. Maybe later.

I would not say I am really wide awake at this point. It is coming on 12:00 midnight. But I am plunking on the keys as Conan O'Brien tells jokes, and Cindy and Tex battle for most impressive snore. I guess, since Kate is sleeping upstairs, she is not interested in the competition.

Soon it will be time to go to sleep. Perhaps I am past the optimum time for getting adequate sleep.

Well, just for the fun of it:

Ring tum phi. Stickeri bum. We're the boys from Lexington!

Maybe tomorrow is National Cinnamon Bun Day somewhere.