Is still a Sunday. My Sundays don't vary much. Maybe the time I get my shower is a little different each week, but that's about it. The dag-gone crossword puzzle was out to get me today, I think. It was harder than usual, but I did finish it and I didn't even have to resort to "Google Cheating".
This whole weekend has been pretty ho-hum, actually. I knew we didn't want to deal with the crowds, so shopping was out and we had plenty of food, although we did get Wendy's on Friday due to holiday food fare burn out.
The Evil Twin drags home new music all the time and I'm not even sure what all we have - there are literally hundreds of CDs in the collection. I had read an article on Amy Winehouse and asked if we had her newest CD. He said "yes", so I found it and gave it a listen (it's easy to find things because the Evil Twin keeps all CDs and DVDs in alphabetical order). Now, that girl is a hot mess, but she can sing. I only had the patience to sit thru about half of it last night, but I liked what I heard and will try to finish the listen tonight. While I do laundry, unload and reload the dishwasher and have a conversation with my biological mom - we have a routine. She calls me on Sunday Evenings and I call her on either Wednesday or Thursday Evenings, depending on her schedule.
I promise I will get around to telling the story of my adoption and my reunion with my biological family. It's completely surreal - even to me, even 6 months later. I'll even try to get to it this week sometime. How's that for a loving friend?