Visits, Breaks, and Beef

My parents brought up my share of this year's beef today.  My freezer overflows with the blessings of the home farm.  Well, hopefully not literally.  But for me, especially this time of year, beef is the cheap food.  Readily available if you don't mind microwave thawing, very tasty, and all kinds of forms.  Steaks, roasts, stew meat, soup bones including oxtail, and finally, once again, hamburger!  Really, it's the best ground beef in the world.  Yes, I'm very biased.

Usually, when I have warning that the parents are coming to visit, it sends me into a tidying frenzy.  The bathroom and kitchen, at least, have to be pretty awesome.  But last night the frenzy just failed to hit.  It was almost anti-frenzy.  I got off the phone and had the immediate desire to go to bed early.  So, this morning I got the kitchen and bath presentable.  The pups knew something was up.  I think they hoped it was a CAR RIDE, because in their canine brains, CAR RIDE is pretty much ecstasy.  It was not CAR RIDE, but SEEING MOM & DAD is just about as good.  Ah, the simple life of a dog, where such events are worthy of all caps.

This will probably be a short disorganized blogpost, considering I'm working on it on my work break.  Fifteen minutes to get revved up for the remainder of the day.  And I'm using it testing my speed-typing skills!  I thought I'd have my laptop here at work and do this at lunch, but when Mom & Dad first made their plans, it involved taking me out to lunch.  Didn't happen.  So lunch was spent eating delivery food (hooray Pickleman's!  Best tomato bisque in town.) and reading graphic novels (Doctor Who, surprise surprise).

I've certainly gotten more music time in.  Song 88, currently, only 912 to go.  And I've started a new morning routine, which will hopefully make getting out of bed more of a treat.  If I get up on time, when the alarm goes off, I have enough time to watch one episode of Doctor Who before I get ready for work.  Even one snooze hit, and I just don't have enough time to squeeze it in.  It does make mornings somewhat regimented and vulnerable to the unexpected, but hey, anything that makes me want to get up and going is probably a good thing.  The theme song is just long enough for me to make that cup of coffee, too.

Woo, 15 minutes of typing!  Song 89, "To Sir With Love".