It was very odd NOT to be working the Gold Line opening today. Almost everyone (with the exception of a couple people...more on that in a moment) from Metro worked the Gold Line opening today (they are likely still working it because the activities don't end until 4p). Here's my day:
6A: Woke up. It's a nature thing. I can't sleep in. I try all the time, but 6A comes, and I'm ready to go.
6:05A: Jackie and Scooter realize that I'm awake. They aggressively begin to wonder why I haven't fed them yet.
6:06A: Fine. Out of bed, feed the cats. Scurry back to bed and begin reading news and email.
8A: Iolani begins to stir. Twenty seconds later she's up, seeking breakfast and Saturday cartoons.
9A: Iolani begins meltdown over clothes, socks, and shoes. Takes a breath and continues meltdown over shoes. The issue: She doesn't want any of her shoes to get dirty.
10A: We are to be at the Spring Street Community Garden. We are still at the house, arguing over shoes. Ultimatum given: Get your shoes on, or I will put your shoes on you.
10:01A: Shoes on. Uber on the way.
10:15A: Arrive SSCG. Meet up with Cadettes and two other Brownies, and attached grown-ups. The ground was leveled, there was dirty dancing, giggling. But, we got hungry.
Noon: We walked down to Koraku for lunch. We inhaled food. Then, magically a co-worker from the Regional Connector team appears. Fine...I texted her to let her know we were eating lunch.
1:15P: We rolled into the Little Tokyo Library to crash the TBM workshop that the Regional Connector team was hosting. How much fun! The girls get tired of me saying "Oh, a station here! A station there!" It's nice for them to hear it from someone else.
2P: Depart library. We are all going our separate ways. Iolani and I head off to the JPV, buy a Hello Kitty thing, and head off to the grocery store. We need to make a fruit salad for church tomorrow.
Oh, and I bought a can of coffee.
>please hold while I get that can of coffee<
We finished at the grocery store, hopped the shuttle from Little Tokyo back to Union Station. I attempted small talk with a couple of older folks who were obviously on their way back to one of the new Gold Line stations.
4P: Back at the house. I bribe Iolani with a bottle of soda that I bought, in exchange for her putting away the 567,987 pairs of shoes she dragged out of her room earlier in the day. I succeed. She's also conned me into making her toast. She knows that I bought white bread at Japanese grocery store. She's got a soft spot for this bread.
I've got a night of fruit cutting and prepping for Girl Scout Sunday. It's been a long cookie season, we have a couple of cases left over, which I'm not stressing about.
Obviously, I'm not stressed about cookies. I mean, I haven't posted a blog entry since last May.