Lisa started her new job today. She is teaching Preschool. I keep thinking about her and hoping she is doing well. The first day at a new job is tough. I can only imagine, I’ve been with the same company forever. She’ll be back home in a couple of hours and she’ll tell me all about it.

Mom called me earlier to tell me she made chicken enchiladas and she made extra for Lisa and me. We should stop by the house this evening to pick them up and have a piece of cake she baked. Sometimes I don’t feel grown up at all.

This day seems to be dragging by which is odd since I’ve been keeping very busy and have been mucho productive. I guess those chicken enchiladas are on my mind.

My mom went to a flea market on Sunday and brought me back a paperbag full of old albums. Two of the albums were the same Village People album which I already own in multiple. How normal is it to own 10 copies of the Macho Man album? I own others too, Go West, Live and Sleazy, but my pride and joy is the Renaissance Album where they tried to go New Wave (replete with face paint!).