Coconut Boogaloo.

It's a Monday night, and it's almost been two months since Brad got married, and since I started living alone. I understand that this subject matter may grow tiresome for you readers out there, so I'll be quick about it. There are good days and bad days right now.

Currently, I think I'm in the midst of a good day. I went home to the folks' for dinner, and had a cream cheese frittata with my mom--that woman can cook for sure! I found myself wondering what it would be like if I were still living at home right now, and I can't even imagine it, really. No more walking around singing at the top of my lungs at 11:30 at night, that's for sure.

I have a rather intimidating evaluation tomorrow. My boss who'll be watching the meeting is the kind of person to note everything you did incorrectly (and I do mean EVERYTHING). She means well, but it's rather demoralizing to sit through it more than once. As such, I am not looking forward to tomorrow morning at all. Maybe she'll be the antithesis of herself and be positive beyond belief--but I doubt it. She doesn't know how to do anything but be condescending--not intentionally, it just comes out of her like that. As a result, I will not be sad at all when June 9th rolls around. It's 3 months away at this point, and I think I can make it!

Well, I'm off to enjoy some Under the Stars ice cream before I head to bed for the evening.

Take care, all.