Practical Penumbra

TGIT*

I usually post when I get home from work, but I was suffering from separation anxiety yesterday--yes, my car is in the shop. Fortunately for me I have nieces with drivers' licenses who, for a pack of cigarettes and two bucks for gas, will ferry Aunt Susie home from the theater at midnight. (Well, it actually only took one niece, but I had a second one in reserve for emergencies.)

I love being an aunt. It's kind of like being a mom, only you get to send them home to their real mom when they get cranky. Plus, when they get their own cars you have tons of great blackmail material left over from all those times you didn't tell their dad about the tattoo, etc.

People are sending me linky love, and I've read many a blog post I want to link to, but I plead insanity indolence time constraints. I have to walk to the garage where my car is being held hostage and pay them vast sums of money for its return. (I suspect the costs of repair are going to exceed its blue book value by quite a bit; plus, the mechanic also told me my car needed new boots. Now, I haven't gotten new boots in about 5 years, and I don't think its fair that my car should be more fashionable than I am, but I suppose with winter coming it might be a good idea to get us both some. I will probably have to sell one of my kidneys to afford it....)

*Thank God It's Tuesday--tomorrow is my weekend! Yay!