how does freedom taste?

the countdown has begun. i have three more days at this job.

the boys took me out to lunch today. we ate at rockfish - omiwerd!! it was so good. we shared a plate of fried pickles and then i had some jalapeno cream soup (i need to learn how to make this) and then a blackened catfish po' boy. i could only eat half the sammich, so took the rest with me for dinner tonight. but we ended up just snacking on fritos and bean dip before going to gary/leslie's for Bible study.

almost during the entire lunch, the boys kept arguing like little kids. at one point i interrupted and said, "ok, you're both smart, you both know you're history, now shut up!" i think they were getting on each other's nerves. it's good that one of them will be leaving for about a week and a half while he and his wife adjust to their 2nd baby! awww!

tomorrow i'll be packing a lunch, then thursday i'm having lunch w/lynn and friday i'm having lunch with the girls. and on friday afternoon our building is sponsoring a ben & jerry's ice cream sundae/cookie event. plus we're having a fire drill and on my very last day at work i will have to clunk down 11 flights of stairs. ugh! i guess it'll give me a chance to work off all the lunches and ice cream.

but then.. oh, the sweet taste of freedom. i hope it'll taste like new york super fudge chunk.

the other day, i saw a man standing next to a truck in a parking lot lifting hand weights while watching the traffic ease by. mobile gym?