Fired Up

I'm in a hurry--to get to Spring Break.  After a meeting with my professor in a few short minutes, my Monday is finished and Tuesday's classes are all that stand between me and spring break.  Luckily for me, Andy has to go to Richmond on Wednesday for a doctor's appointment so, instead of driving all the way through to his house (which is another 1.5 hours away!) I get to stop at Richmond as a sort of midpoint, enjoy Andy's dad's delicious, delicious cooking (and wine--he always gives me wine), and enjoy some free time with Andy.

Andy asked if I'd like to go fishing on Thursday.  Of course I would.  My brother told me a few days ago that when he went fishing at one of our farms that he caught tons of bass--practically jumping in the boat.  Good news.  Of COURSE I want to go fishing.  But there is one important factor to be considered: the weather.

So I checked:

Can you believe it?  66 and sunny!  Maybe a little rain beforehand, but so what?  Look at that forecast!  It's going to be a beautiful weekend.  I'm going to have to take a little trip to the Target, because I can't go without a few necessities!

Wouldn't want to get skin cancer.  In fact, I'm pretty sure that due to my irresponsible behavior in my youth, if I'm goign to get skin cancer, I've already got the beginnings of it and there's not a whole lot to be done except make sure that it doesn't get worse.  So--sunscreen.  Everywhere.  And lots of it.  Besides, who likes premature aging?  Not me.

Sunscreen does make me feel a little like girl, though.

So icky.  Oh well---better than skin cancer. 

Still, I am super duper excited to get home.  Excited to spend time with Andy, excited to have this bench memo behind me, excited to have a job interview...  All sorts of good things coming up!