Sleeping until 10:30 am today, a rarity. Well, that wasn't in the plans, but that's what happened.
Realizing, by myself (moment of pride), the significance of Flight 316 (John Locke 3:16) as I watched the Tivo'd episode of LOST.
Taking Kristin shopping for one last dress feature, taking her to lunch and chatting about first dates.
Preparing all of my mobile telescopic equipment to spy on them at restaurant and dance.
Mounting sensor spotlights on east and west ends of house and temporarily on neighbor's roof across the street.
Helping Kristin get ready for date tonight. Meeting date/friend.
10:00 pm: Pulling rocking chair to front window in order to trip motion sensor spotlights upon their return.
Catching you later. (But you can't catch me because I'm a spy. My name is, "Mom.