
Take that Lissa and Celeste!!!
...the last name doesn't really matter anymore. We're all still family.

So the day before Paul Henry's came out to do the job, I called Shannon and asked her if she'd mind me bringing Roy over to hang out. For the most part, it turned out I didn't need to. Roy actually slept for at least an hour for each of his naps on both days, while those guys were ripping the old windows out of the frame and generally making all sorts of noise. Late afternoon on the first day, when the installers started on the basement windows, I went ahead and visited Shannon. Turns out when I said "windows installers" she thought I was talking computers, so had quite a surprise when she looked out her window that morning.
So my Christmas gift from Ivy arrived yesterday. Today, I set it up, sliced up some potatoes, grabbed some chicken wings, and went to town.
I spent an hour and a half getting into work today; a drive that usually takes me 10 - 15 minutes. By the time I decided to switch to the radio and find out why traffic was being so gay to me, I was well on my way to getting lost in the freaky McLean, VA neighborhoods--filled to the brim with apartment complexes and a distinct absence of actual single family homes--that surround the Tysons Corner Mall in a little semi-circle. To be honest though, I'm not terribly shocked that they shut down 123 and some of the interstate because of a mysterious looking package. I'm also not surprised that they called in the bomb squad and a nifty bomb detecting robot to discover the contents of the package. I really just wanted to share my horrible journey into work today :). Here's the story: