Came home to a paycheck for my jury duty services. Unexpected as I had wrongly assumed you were only paid if selected. Either way, I’ll happily take my $15.75.

Discovered that the lab at the hospital now offers a red and green light communication system at check-in. Panicked slightly at first but ended up nailing it. Empathized with those that followed that weren’t so lucky.

Continued on our all things English pop- culture tour and took to calling each other by a new nickname, “Petal.” As in, “It’s time to go to bed, Petal.” It’s amazing what amuses you when you hit middle age, no?

Was deemed eccentric by a loved one eliciting a feeling of pride as it’s clear that I am a tad bit eccentric. Have also been told I’m dramatic, well-intentioned, and kind. Cheers to being well rounded at least.

A “Yay!” was given upon hearing that the FDA authorized the newest Omicron booster vaccine. The Scientist had zero concerns after I pointed out that it was approved before the full human trial info could be reviewed. Well, okay then.

Played the ultimate kid card and was advised by my doctor to ask my mom if I received a particular vaccine in childhood. Somewhere there is a meme about this.

Laughed out loud after learning that my hair stylist had been texting my ex-husband’s number to try and schedule my bangs trim. Hard to say what felt better: getting my bangs trimmed or knowing he was slightly inconvenienced by it.

Felt absolutely ecstatic about the official start to the college football season and enjoyed watching two former USC quarterbacks battle against each other at their new respective teams. Couldn’t help but wonder why they didn’t play that well when they were Trojans.

Celebrated National Cinema Day by attending the movies to see Top Gun: Maverick like the rest of the world. Found extra joy as it was Brian’s first theater experience since the pandemic and a show my dad would have liked.

Survived the first week back to work post vacation blues thanks to zero mishaps awaiting me in my inbox and the best fundraising week of my career. Should probably go on vacation more.

Me? I’m just still in disbelief that my dad will have been gone for three years and brainstorming ways to honor him tomorrow, September 5th. To say he is missed is an understatement. *Update: Created our own little cactus garden named after family property he christened.*