Bless those Catholic in-laws of mine...

It's Lent (this doesn't affect us because I'm not of a particular religious persuasion, and Derrick is a Bad Catholic). My in-laws are staying at our house tonight and we're driving them to the airport at 4 a.m. tomorrow morning. It's okay, I have to be there at 5 a.m. anyway, so it's only an extra hour of waiting for me.

Since my in-laws are of the practicing Catholic persuasion, they don't eat red meat on Fridays during Lent (which seems like the most arbitrary thing ever, but who am I to judge?).

This means that they stopped on the way to the Cities and brought us tons and tons of seafood for dinner tonight.

Yay for fresh fishes! And shrimps. :D

Derrick also caught some Walleye last weekend whilst ice fishing (I never said I married a sane man), so we'll have that too. It's going to be a seafood orgy. Sweet.

I think I lucked out overall with the in-laws. Anyone bearing fish cannot be a bad person.

Oh. Dear.

I have to get up at 3:15 tomorrow morning to get my in-laws to the airport.

I went to bed at 3:45 last night.

Somehow, this doesn't seem right. Not at all.

Better get to bed and get some sleep.