Yesterday was kind of fun, though. Harry got blessed at the pet blessing in honor of St. Francis of Assisi's feast day. He was looking forward to swimming in the baptismal font. But alas, the priest just sprinkled holy water on him. He wasn't much into that. (He then proceeded to toot all night long. We figured it was the devil escaping him.) Then we went to get C-man's hair trimmed. It looks a little better, but is still in his eyes because he wants to keep growing it. At least now he and Beerman have styling clay to use.
Tomorrow is C-man's first football game of the season. He adores football so much, that even though the game is at 8:30 a.m., it should be fun. We were then going to go to Chicago after. That's kind of an iffy plan now, as I am not sure if my friend will be there. I'm going to do the play-it-by-ear variety of things, and see how we feel after the game and if the 11 a.m. train is still calling our names.
But beyond all that, it is the weekend. And oh, glorious weekends, how I do adore thee. Hope you enjoy yours!
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