Groovy

This morning, Mac and MJ drove down from Kirksville with the van to help move my furniture. It was a busy day, to say the least. After the furniture was all moved (it only took three trips!), we immediately went to the Oak Park Mall, followed by T.G.I. Friday’s for dinner and a couple drinks. It was MJ’s birthday, after all, and I had my own reasons for “celebrating,” even though I chickened out and didn’t get the expensive entrée I truly desired.

So, once we settled in for the evening at the house, we commenced our marathon: Evil Dead and Evil Dead II. Nothing like alcohol and demon/zombie possession. We educated MJ in the ways of the Guy Movie Classics. Little by little, bit by bit, she will understand everything about our gender. Her next assignment: the Alien franchise.

But I digress. It was a fun day, in spite of the manual labor. Tomorrow, my parents are supposed to be around here somewhere, and we’ll all supposedly do a late lunch together, perhaps at the Rainforest Café at Oak Park Mall. For now, I have to get back to my rum and see what happens to Henrietta…

And for the record, that mounted laughing deer head is still freaky…