This morning I was Mr. Cranky McWhineypants.  Seriously.  Apparently, the holy bean (and a wonderful conversation with a giggling ) brought my mood back up.

My shift swap for this weekend’s wedding is all done, just needs to be turned in to any wandering manager.

I think I’m going to have to register for a USB scanner, as well as a datebook.  Heh.

I miss Benny like the dickens.