I didn't want to lie down at 7 or 8 p.m. I held out until 9:30 p.m. and then dozed until 2 a.m. I have hopes of getting another few hours of sleep.
S.M. contacted me about visiting another garden club that's relatively local, in that I believe it's in the same county and drivable enough for a day trip. This would be Thursday. The parking is supposed to be bad there, so I told S.M. I'd like to carpool with her. I am dreadful at parallel parking, and it seems that's what's available there. The program is on irises, which I am very much interested in. Irises are up there among my favorite flowers. I particularly like orris (Iris germanica var. florentina) and blue flag iris, though I think many of the bigger new cultivars of German iris are very pretty, and the Siberian ones are such delicate-looking harbingers of spring.
Northboy and I have been discussing Finchel. I'm going with the school of thought that says that's not too healthy a relationship and eighteen is too young to get married when you're as emotionally immature as they are. They've been having numerous public displays of affection at school to contrast with how it's not safe for Klaine to do the same there. Once I asked Northboy what he thought about it all, he's been telling me in detail what he thought. It only took a bit of a prompt. :)