As soon as she's finished with her bagel (she's a very slow eater, and her friend is patiently waiting with her watching G4) I have to drive them over to the convention thingy.
Later, then. *sigh*
They have been dropped off, but the man came home, and I cannot answer a comment I promised for fear he will figure something out. He's momentarily in the bathroom, so here am I for a sec. Maybe I can con him into taking me out to brunch somewhere to pass the time until he hopefully goes back to church tonight. (Usual religion-drone schedule is Church twice on Sundays and once on Wednesday night.)