Yesterday I caught up on my eating by consuming large quantities of pears, green beans, butternut squash, avocado, rice cereal, bananas, a teething cookie, and milk. Today.... well let's just say what goes in has to come out. Mom was busy.
So Dad had a bit of a rough day at work. He said he was putting out fires all day... which is weird because it was raining all day... and I don't think he's a fireman. He got home late and missed my bath because he spent thirty minutes getting the bat out of his office. Baseball bat? No. Wiffle ball bat? No. Blood Alcohol Test? No. Big A** Tent? OK, I'll stop now.
An actual, flying, live bat. Which, oddly enough, appears to be a fairly regular occurrence at the Public Utility Commission of Texas. Since Dad has been back since October, this is the second one that has gotten into the building and nearly flown into his face. Dad is still waiting for a wall to be built to convert his double-wide cubicle into an actual office, so the little sucker (get it.. bat...vampire...suck...HA!) landed on the window sill, but then fell/crawled down between the wall and the cube furniture. So they took a break to see if it would come back out on its own, and right before Dad left, he peeked into the gap and ---- bat staring at him about three inches from his face. The bat was corralled into a box. Not sure what happens next, but I'd urge you to not eat in the William B. Travis building cafeteria tomorrow.