Tuesday.

The unavoidable dad night. Lately, he's been so grumpy and cranky and all that other unhappiness, I truly have NOT looked forward to dinner with him. This weekend is our trip to Maysville. We started this about 2 years ago and he seemed to enjoy it (and I begrudgingly did) so we're doing it again this year.

We're seeing Travis Tritt (country music singer) and dad wants to STAY OVER. Yes, uh huh, that's right, STAY OVER. As most of you know, I can barely handle a few hours with my dad, much less, 24-48 hours. I mentioned that maybe we shouldn't, it's expensive and not necessary. Well. He got so mad. He cooled off after I told him I wasn't canceling the weekend, just suggesting we save some money (and my sanity) by coming home Saturday night. He's supposed to call Maysville today to see if any of the shops are open (he wants to go down early on Saturday and shop, yay me) and if they are not, we'll come home after the concert. (Please God, let the tiny shops of teeny Maysville, Kentucky be closed on Saturday because Main St. will be closed for the concert. Puh-leassse!)

Then, dad loaded me up with canned goods and sent me on my way.

I came home, unloaded the car, listened to....you guessed it...Sara Bareilles (her new album kicks ass) and did my dishes. I packed up my lunch for today, made some peach iced tea, loaded the coffee pot and talked to my mom. Then, I washed my face and headed to bed.

Ahhh, the exciting life of a single, boring girl who lives alone.

I'm going to go to Barn and Bunk this weekend, pick up some fruit and veggies maybe. And you know what? I'm going to continue my Go See Do. Barn and Bunk will be my "B". Sarah reminded me yesterday that it was MY idea, I found it and I should continue it without Brad. So, you know what? I'm gonna. I'm going to take pictures and enjoy myself.

Oh - side note - I did shamelessly flirt with SGT Steve last night over text. But I was shot down, in the nicest way possible. Bummer.

Coffee and yogurt time!