Shannon Larratt is Zentastic

I stayed up later than I should have last night fiddling with the software, trying to figure out why my default icon wasn’t updating, not realizing that it actually was, but I just wasn’t seeing the change because Windows was caching the old one — I finally discovered that when I changed the filename, which seemed to make the cache update. So I was very tired this afternoon, and after completing way too many calls between my doctor and the pharmacy who seemed to be having some communications problems (which will probably mean a sore day this weekend due to a prescription scheduling issue), I fell asleep on the couch. I was woke up at 3:05PM by the doorbell ringing, a package of books for Nefarious from her mother. The timing could not have been better, because if I’d slept ten minutes longer — which I surely would have done and then some was I not woken up — I would have been late picking Nefarious up from school, and probably would have been woken up by a concerned and then angry call from the school staff.

When I got to school I was greeted not by the normal chess game, but instead by complete chaos. The school was having a bake sale, with the upper year kids manning the food tables, as well as a fortune teller’s booth at each end with a couple kids doing faux palm reading and tarot with regular playing cards. The supplies disappeared quickly, and Nefarious and I only got a small stash of treats, with puffed rice brittle for me. As for the glitter-shawl-draped dress-up gypsies, for some reason almost everyone’s prediction included “one day you will have a pet monkey.”

Later on at home we read another couple chapters of the second Harry Potter book, and since Friday is movie day and the first book is finished, we watched the first movie today as well.