I’m having spaz issues today. I’ve been trying since 10am to write this.
Last night, it was high time to get out of the house and go chill with las chicas. We went to Luce for the pizza that will someday be named after us, and afterwards went to Town Talk. We met Bill there, hung out for a while, and even managed to leave at a very reasonable time. I warned Tim that I’d be speaking to him soon about possibly holding a fundraiser there. I think this is an excellent idea, and I hope that they will agree. Speaking of fundraisers, we are fully back in that mode, and it’s all we can talk about for the past two days. The Holiday Cookie fundraiser will be returning shortly after Thanksgiving this year, so keep an eye out for that. It was extremely successful last year. Also, I should note that our team now has EIGHT members (nine if you count Amanda, who will be signing up soon). I’m so excited about that. Also, I arrived home to a letter from my great-aunt Pat. It included two photos of her 5-month-old puppy (one in which he was chewing on a pumpkin!), and a note about how nice a dog he is. I nearly died of sweetness, and I have to write her a letter in return. I’d include a photo, too, but most of mine involve drunk people. Extemely awesome drunk people, that is. Jenni