What happened to Saturday?

Well, Saturday, being Saturday, missed its appointment with the old blogger machine for various reasons.

Yesterday morning was all about laying around and being lazy. Then in the afternoon, we had a rare Joe siting, as we picked both him and Jette up to go wander at West Edmonton Mall (largest mall in the world--about the only thing Edmonton's got going for it). Then it was home for what looked like a boring night at home, until I got the idea of going to the Casino. We went, I won some minor winnings and then lost it all just for fun. Rod wasn't winning anything significant at the slots, but then, he's a fairly conservative better. If you want the bigger winnings, you've got to bet bigger! Anyways, it was home to bed.

Well, now it's Sunday. But it's the Sunday before Thanksgiving, so it's not really Sunday...it's the "lost Sunday" experience. We'll go out to Mundare for the Ukrainian version of Thanksgiving (turkey and pyrogies), I'll try to do my homework and urge to come home early-ish, and then, who knows.

I'm going to have to run to the library before our little drive to Mundare because I have to get some books for my History paper. All this work for a 4 page paper...what a frigging waste of time and energy. I'm telling you...if this wasn't my last semester, I would've dropped this class at the beginning of September. Oh well.