Where are You Going

By Chris

Teresa says my voice has been missing from the blog too long. O.K.

I'm home alone after skipping out on family dinner plans. I was so tired after getting back from Baltimore today, that I quickly fell asleep after I jumped in the bed to watch tv (thinking I would just watch the weather and see how the stock market did ((UP 130+ points!!)). I was half out of it when Teresa says "Do you want to go with us?" Huh? Go where? Oh yeah, the cousins are in from Warrenton and everyone (meaning about 8 kids and 6 or 7 adults) is meeting at point X to go out to eat. "Where are we going?" I ask (I have two reasons for this question: 1) I don't like to eat everywhere and 2) I'm wondering what problems that many people will have eating at the same place.) Of course, Teresa doesn't know the answer.

So, I make the stupid man mistake. Since she asked "do you want to go?" , I thought it actually was a question. Of course now that I've shaken off my sleepiness, I'm realizing that it probably was not really a question. And, therefore, my "no thank you" answer and falling quickly back to sleep probably didn't go over too well. But, they're gone now. I'm sure I made it easier for them to get a table somewhere with one less person. She should be thankful for that, right? I think I'll also change the air filters, just to show I was productive while dissing the dinner plans.