Waiting for the weekend

It's Friday night and I'm just over here waiting for the weekend like manly kilted dudes waiting for their hammer throw.

Buh-bye septuagenarian nurse who used the phrase "women OUR age" over and over...
And then yelled the phrase "But I'd get that looked at sooner rather than later!" down the hall of the doctor's office for all the waiting room to hear.

(I did in fact die of embarrassment and am typing this from the cemetery at Stirling Castle in Scotland.)

Buh-bye too many "dinner truffles" brought back from Belgium eaten at 1:00 pm.  (Lunch truffles?)

Hello pillow.

Hope everyone has a good weekend!