Yuri's Night went well, even given all the "difficulties". Boy, I'm glad that's over. Life is much nicer now.

I may be heading out on Friday for a two week search rotation in-the-middle-of-nowhere-Texas. I am really looking forward to the change of pace. I wish I knew if I was going or not. My frustration on this subject is kind of a long story, and part of my bad mood from last week, so lets not dwell on it.

Sarah and I have decided we definitely want to buy a boat. Now, to find the boat.

It was a perfect weekend. I actually really enjoyed mowing the lawn (to the point that I puttered around to extend my outside-time). Then we took four dogs on a really funny walk.

Happy Monday!

Though I am trying to have a good week this week, today has not had a precipitous start. On the radio "this day in history" thing, I learned that today was the day Lincoln was assasinated, the Titanic sunk (the broadcaster pointed out that there was a liner only 20 miles away from them that could've helped rescue them if only their radio operator hadn't been off-duty), and a massive dust storm covered the plains all day blocking the sun.



Lovely.