So I'm still in my pajamas playing video games at 5:30 when she gets here. I still wasn't feeling well so I had the card ready. She comes to the door, asks how I'm doing, takes the card from me, and gives me an ice cream treat from Dairy Queen. How freaking cool is that. She got major street cred for that!
On a side note it's my brother's "going into the army" goodbye party tonight at Old Chicago. If it were any other get together I wouldn't go, but this is one of those once in a lifetime things. I don't think I'll miss it, I just won't stay real late. Hopefully tomorrow will be a little more productive.