All work and no play...

I've taken a few days off from my day job, partly for my own sanity, but mostly to get caught up on my other job, consulting.

The truth is, I hate my day job, and I just need a break from that place.

Most of the time I love my consulting job. I've been on a roll lately and it feels great. It's rare that I am this on top of things.

I did have a moment today when I was ready to throttle a client. A wise friend advised me to "Be polite. Turn on the Southern Charm." Too bad I'm a Yankee, eh?

I had a very nice birthday. Courtney totally spoiled me. Among other things, I have a repaired wedding ring and a new moleskine notebook. And she says one or two things have yet to arrive in the mail. Lucky me.

I'm practically giddy with anticipation of our upcoming NASCAR Lesbian Orgy Camping Weekend with Syd and K. It's less than two weeks away! This weekend, Court and I are driving to Martinsville to claim a camp site. They are available at the track on a first come, first served basis and I'm not leaving anything to chance. We'll set up our old tent to hold our spot (and so I can find it next weekend).

Tonight is mother-daughter date night.