Good morning everyone! DD16 did get most of her studying done in the library, but had some Spanish left to do at her Dad's house. She told me about a class at her high school - Fifty Shades of Gray
. Yep, you read that right. On further questioning, it turned out to be a class on banned books. More sociology than s*x. As I dropped her off, the x was pulling out. The other woman's x MIL had a stroke (which the x recognized from the phone description). They were on their way to persuade someone who doesn't trust doctors to go to the ER. Normally, one doesn't hope a person will collapse, but it may be that the only way to get her in a hospital is when she is incapable of refusing. I don't know if this will affect DD's other family's weekend travel plans. All I got done after that is printed invitations.
Tonight, I will be having dinner with friends, then picking up DD, assuming travel plans are unaffected. Tonight's WTF = bulls and budget (payday was today). Weekend's WTF = finish invitations. I haven't heard whether I owe the car rental place.
Fall is just the season of DreadWinter to me. Starting September, it's a road downhill. Winter has no redeeming value, just unpleasant, cold, dark, and dreary. Fall stinks because it is the prelude to winter. It's only redeeming feature is Halloween.
Found out this morning that my parents weren't planning on coming this January, but next year. Except I have DD before Christmas on odd years. So the trip won't really work until 2020. Their reasoning is that they don't have the money this year (I can relate). Mom wants to talk about future travel when I am home for the holidays. She still wants Europe. I still haven't won the lottery.
There are now MRI machines that are open. When I had an MRI in TX, they asked me about enclosed spaces before pushing me in. I had to laugh because the preceding weekend I was belly crawling through Airman's Cave. However, I cannot stand sitting touching someone. Or lying down touching someone.