Countdown

I try not to start counting down time when I'm excited about going somewhere. I just try to block it from my head as thinking about it sometimes gets me depressed about where I am. Today I have started my countdown. 10 more hours of work left for the week. 36 Hours from now I will be sitting on a Midwest Express plane headed toward Phoenix, Arizona. All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go! (no taxi waiting, just getting a ride and probably a boot out of the truck and a "good riddens " from my husband. I wonder if it's possible for one to kick their heels up while driving. He will have 7 days of freedom. 7 days to not make the bed or clean up. If history repeats itself, on the day I come home he will do laundry and clean up a little. He deserves a break (did I say that out loud).

I'm trying not to think to hard about when I come back. Boarder brother should be moved out and I'm sure the room is trashed. I stupidly painted it about a month prior to his moving back in. I also have to do a week on 3rd shift when I come back. Hopefully I'll be well rested. I'm also sure I'll be walking into a workplace with new faces. We've been hiring about one person a week for the past month or so. I've been like the training queen. It gets old after awhile so I'm welcoming the break.

Someone suggested "buckets" tonight. I have to bail on that one. 3am comes early and with my state of mind and a few dollars I might just over-indulge therefore I'll stay home. If things would have gone as planned, I was going to take off tomorrow and start my vacation early. But I'll save the day and use it another time.

Asking For Trouble??

After a rather uneventful day at work today I stopped at the Mall to spend a gift card I received. I guess not to many people go to the mall in the afternoon as the parking lot was pretty empty. I thought about when I stopped around Christmas and left as I couldn't find a spot. I successfully spent my gift card and ventured on home. As I went to pull in my driveway I noticed first of all that my husband was not home yet...but wait, what's this?? My brothers oil leaking car in the driveway( Strike One) . I backed out and parked on the street. Upon entering my house I first of all found his keys in the back door and the screen door and back door wide open (Strike Two). I found the radio & TV in the kitchen on and loud, and walked to the living room and found the TV on and loud (this should be strike three but I have to combine the rest) and I found my brother sound asleep in the chair. I tried to wake him up by nicely calling out his name. Nothing...I started to get a little nervous and looked for blood. I did see him breathing and saw no signs of distress or injury so I smacked his arm and yelled. Now, a normal person would probably be startled out of their sleep..he slowly opened his eyes and I could see a look of complete confusion on his face. Apparently he dozed off around 1230 and was now late for work. I had to get my dig in about my electric bill, my house being wide open and the oil slick in the driveway. This is why the man must move.

Clean Smell

It's Saturday and the aroma of pea soup gas has left my house. I think he's done. There is no more pea soup left so any other smell would now be due to something else he ate. I want to thank my brother for (not) for his timing. In another week I will be gone so I wouldn't be home to try to seek clean air.

Boarder brother has set the moving date to next week Sunday. This week I'll be packing up his 6 boxes of cereal , junk food and several large coffee cups from my cupboards. Then I'll be gathering his 4 cans of half empty BO juice and several bottles of shampoo from my bathroom. I'll call it my care package to him. Something tells me that I'll miss our Friday morning conversations but not his weekend alarm clock that goes off at 7:15 am. He then proceeds to hit the snooze four or five times. Tonight I think I'll be setting his clock to the time he really is supposed to get up. That ought to freak him out a little.

Before my friend J posts about our conversation today I think I need to clear it up. No, I am not joining a carnival. I simply stated that I gave my husband $5.00 to buy me the winning Power Ball ticket today. We discussed what I'd do with my winnings and I stated I'd quit my current job for anything over 2 million. Then I'd get a fun job..like working at Summerfest and State Fair. By no means did I mean becomming a carnie. Of course if I packed on another 50 pounds and lost some teeth I'd probably get hired. I just thought it'd be fun to people watch at Summerfest by working at the Miller tent or something. Besides, I'd get in free everyday.

Enjoy your weekends everyone!!

Hump Day

I hate when I wake up in the morning one day ahead of myself. Thus was this morning. After a few minutes I realized what the correct day was. At least I didn't think it was Saturday and turn off the alarm clock. Or on Sunday, think it was Monday and get up and ready. I've never done that but it would have to suck.
I've sunken into this pattern lately. Monday I wake up about 5 minutes before the alarm clock (I can't be that anxious to get to work) . Tuesday it's about two minutes before (I guess just not as anxious) Wednesday- the alarm goes off for maybe 15 seconds (by this day the shit at work has sunk in) Thursday- the want to turn it off or hit the snooze (I think I'm trying to convince myself that we hit the lottery and there's no need to get up for work. We haven't worked a Friday in two weeks but that's usually like a Monday. I'm not fond of alarm clocks in the first place and I'm amazed that mine is still in one piece and not cracked in a million little pieces.

Looks like I'm going to win my own pool. Boarder Brother has a good excuse though. He was in Florida for a funeral last weekend. I'm going for May 15th.

So I know that some of you have tasted K's Pea Soup. I'm not a pea soup eater but he just so happened to drop some off for my husband. If I were mean I would have stuck it in the freezer until the 27th when I leave for Arizona. Being the nice wife I am I let him know it was in the fridge. Last night I came home and as soon as I walked in the door I could smell him. I started bitching to open a window or door and he giggled like a child. He was in the basement..I then walked into our bedroom and almost fell over. Thank GOD for Fe breeze! It took about 1/2 hour to clear the smell.

Walmart vs Target

I am not a big fan of Walmart. I will not go there after 4pm during the week and weekends are completely out. I go there only for the fact that the prices on cleaning supplies, paper products and laundry soap are less expensive then other stores. I find that going to Walmart is somewhat like a 3-ring circus. People are rude, rushing all over and the store is just plain noisy no matter what time you go. The toy department is like an unsupervised daycare. People just leave their children there and go on with shopping. Never mind that your kids are ripping open toys and playing with them while you shop.
I have always tried to figure out what it is about Target that every time I go there I will spend at least $75.00. This is even if I just run in for one thing. I know I'm not alone in this. There's some evil curse or something. The other night hubbie and I went to Target for birthday gifts to our granddaughters. After finding what we wanted and strolling a little it came to me: Target is like Stepford. People actually have their children under control at Target. People actually are polite. It's quiet in Target. Items are easy to find and the workers at Target actually smile. The atmosphere is the opposite of Walmart. It might also have something to do with all the red at Target, but I'm leaning toward the Stepford thing.

31 Days

It is 31 days until our first camping trip of the year, and there's snow in the forcast for tomorrow. That's a little scary. In the past we've lucked out with May camping trips. What's a little rain? What's a little frost? The days are at least warm as we've been known to get a little sunburnt on these trips. We have heat in the camper for the chilly nights.

People at work were all complaining about the weather still being cold. It's April. April is always crazy. We're just so sick of winter and want to get a start on all the warm weather activities that we tend to try to jump right from winter to summer. Mother Nature doesn't help with her teasing of giving us a few 60 plus degree days in March.

I've gone to Arizona almost every spring since my parents have moved there. I make it a point to go late in April or early May just for the simple fact that I can get a taste of summer two months before it hits up here. The best part is leaving Milwaukee and having the pilot say it's 80 some degrees in Phoenix. The worst part is leaving 80 degrees in Phoenix and having the pilot say it's 35 degrees in Milwaukee. Nothing like getting off a plane in your summer attire just to be scrambling for a sweatshirt when leaving the airport. This has backfired on me on one occassion. It was warmer here for an entire week. It was the "strangest thing" my mother told me. "We never have rain in April".

So I guess we all just have to hang tight. Spring is coming. We'll soon be camping, drinking for Jesus and taking in some baseball games complete with tailgating.

Hippety Flop

The Easter Family tradition with all the girls in our family has been to get together the day before Easter and bake Easter Bread and let the kids dye eggs. This year it was held at my house. The troups started arriving around 930 and I had the first batch of bread mixed up and ready to rise. We then mixed up the second batch and timed this out good so we could roll out one batch while the other was baking. My mom would always preach about how this bread was a little testy and you had to be careful. She would boot us all out of the kitchen while baking it. I always thought "How hard can it be". We've had two disasters in the 11 years that Moms been in Phoenix and not here for the bread making. One year we had some bad yeast and had to start all over again. This year I'm not quite sure what happened. One batch was good the second could pass for Jewish unleaven bread. Tastes okay but it's flat.

There was no usual Easter bustle around here today. We're going to my sister's house. My food assignments are done. My husband is sleeping off his Rum and coke from last night. We joined some friends last night for a few cocktails and had to make a Taco Bell stop on the way home. Did you know that they make Chili Chaloopo's. It was way to funny. At the drive thru window asking A what he wants and none of it making sense. He got some nacho's that he said he was going to take back today as they were really salty. I'm certain that they'll just be tossed in the garbage this morning.

Wishing everyone a blessed Easter. I'm pretty much under the assumption that I did not get an Easter Basket this year. Haven't seen any hint of one yet.

I Fear We Created A Monster

The planning had begun early at work this week. We were all off on Friday and 95% of us were out of work by 3 on Thursday. It was a good plan. Meet at the bar for a few after work. We had the usual people who said they were in and the few ho-hum people. We had the Asian guy who never comes as his wife works nights and he has two kids at home. Yesterday he made arrangements to have the in-laws take the kids. By 6p.m. he was well on his way to being totally drunk. I have laughed hard in my life but this had to be in the top 5. The drunker he got the more profound his accent became. Randy became "Big Guy, Boss Man". He did not stop talking for about 2 hours straight. We learned how he felt about everyone he worked with, we learned about Cambudians (they're the Asian's that are closer to Africa so they have big butts), we learned what goes into oriental food and we learned about "sticky rice". Around 8 pm there were 4 of us left. It was time to go and there came the problem of what to do about the drunken Asian. He tried to be assuring and tell us he was okay to drive. There was no way! I wasn't to keen on driving his car to 40th and Fondulac. So, soon there were 3 of us as R felt we had the situation under control and left. We ended up sitting with him for quite a while filling him with soda and food. The little Asian boy drove himself and I got a phone call assuring me that he made it safe. All I know is that on Monday he's in for some ribbing. He's got a lot of "splainin" to do.

Easter prep has begun around here. My brother had purchased some jello and jello egg molds. In my past experience with them, I chuckled and wished him luck. I came home last night and found the bowl of jello eggs in the fridge. This morning he relayed to me what a fricken pain they are and how he threw the mold out. The problem with this bowl of jello eggs is that no one in this house eats jello. I think he was just looking for something to do with his girls. The good intentions were there. (no word on the move date yet)

Boarder Update

I have been asked for an update on boarder brother. Seeing as he paid two weeks rent on Sunday, I'm guessing he'll be here until at least the 15th. I was going to be nice and tell him to let it go and put it toward getting out but I didn't. I don't usually see him until mid-week so I guess I'll be hitting him up for an answer then. Speaking of him, I pulled into my bank this afternoon and saw his ex-wife getting out of her car. I opted for the drive-thru window.
Speaking of ex-wives I had a very funny dream about J and my brother K and his ex-wife. I fell asleep watching COP's and the dream was built around it. All J kept saying was that she wanted to go home and take a bath. I woke myself up laughing.

We had our hours changed to 7-3 this week. It feels rather weird going home at 3. I'm not real fond of the ride in. Traffic was a little nuts this morning. It was rain...not snow. Usually when I'm driving in a 430 there is no traffic. We're just a little spoiled. I think this is a temporary thing for this week as we're off on Friday. It would be nice to have some stable hours though.

We were watching the news last night and heard the story about the 20 year old guy going into the High School and finding the person that stole his sisters I-Pod. I got a funny look from my husband when I said "Good"..I then added that waiting for the kid outside of the school may have been a better idea. Then this morning I heard a small bit of a news cast where some place on South 27th street was held up and one of the customers was able to catch one of the suspects. Did anyone hear where that was? I haven't heard anything more on it yet. I know the Police are going to warn everyone, and I'm aware of the risks involved in trying to be a hero, but I just feel that people have had enough! We may start seeing more of this. I just think people are going to start protecting what's theirs in their own way.

Sucker

The silence has been broken. Before getting suckered into another lame apology and having the tables turned on me, I did manage to speak my mind. At least he didn't totally play dumb.

As I sit here typing I am listening to the sounds of 7 to 9 year olds. There were 5 (yes I'm nuts) kids sleeping in our livingroom last night. I knew before and of two (brothers kids) and was asked about the twins Friday night (after I had a few beers) . Dylan was a late addition. We all plopped down around 10 last night to watch Happy Feet (ok movie). I was the only one who made it through the whole thing. At 815 am I got the little nudge from Dylan for breakfast. I think he drew the short straw. There was no way I was standing there making French toast or Pancakes for 8 people. McDonalds was my friend this morning. I should have just let them eat left-over birthday cake but then I figured I'd suffer as they weren't getting picked up until noon. So maybe around 11:45 they'll get a slab of cake and a mountain dew to wash it down.

I need to fill my afternoon and it's looking like a nice day. I have some money coming from my Friday night win that I may just see if the hubbie is interested in running some errands and swinging by there for one.

Everyone have a great Sunday!

The Silence Is Broken...but,,,

I spoke, however I am still a little angry. I was going for a little discussion but someone played dumb once again. Here is the conversation upon his arrival home last night.
A- "you still awake"
me-yep
A-Bob didn't call did he
me-nope
A- hmph (silence for a few seconds)
A-do you know when they're getting here
me- I have no clue what you're talking about
A- (goes on to explain how some friends of ours are moving here from Virginia and he is helping him unload the truck)
me-Well, I guess if you would take the time to tell me things I'd know this..good thing he didn't call as I would have felt like an ass. (a gets riled up now) You know that's what ticks me off is your inablility to tell me things.
A- Well I wasnt sure what was going on...you haven't been talking much.

Now at this point wouldn't one think that he may have asked "What is wrong dear?" NOPE.
So I offered up a hint "Well, I just don't like getting screamed at is part of what's been wrong"
And here it comes...exactly what I predicted from the mouth of my husband. " When did I scream at you?. THE END.

That's right, that was it. I continued to lay on the couch and watch World Trade Center (ok movie) and he sighed and went off to bed.

So I will continue this chrade until he figures this out.

Silence Is Golden

Today marks day six that it has been pretty damn quite in this house. I read my horoscope this morning and found it quite fitting " you need to stop being so stubborn". I chuckled as I thought to myself...nope, I'm not quite ready yet. The history here is that my husband and I don't fight, we don't even really argue. I found out years ago that he is very sensitive and can also be quite stubborn. He gets into a mood and just doesn't say much for a day or so and I leave it alone. I'm usually the one who gives in and tries to drag him out of his mood. Last week in one of his moods he started screaming at me for what I considered a simple question. Stress at work or not, there was no reason for it. If he wants stress, I'll give him stress. I've worked 50 plus hours a week for the past 5 to 6 months with fucked up hours and stress. I'm not saying that I come home and turn into June Cleaver but I have a 25 minute ride to shake it off.
So after getting yelled at I went into silent mode. By Saturday it was just answering questions asked of me. This has continued through today so far. I will say that when I went to his OpenHouse Sunday I was polite as I had Dylan with me. I'm waiting...waiting for him to ask me what's wrong. Waiting for him to say he's sorry at least. I don't want no freaking flowers, or nice gestures like doing laundry...just an apology.
Now, most people that know us will say...Ahhh, poor Arnie, he's so stressed at work with the holiday, he's such a good guy, give him a break-he probably doesn't even know what he did. This is a man who months after I called him a jerk brought it up in conversation. He knows exactly why I'm mad. So anyone who wants to feel sorry for him and make up excuses for him I can only say blah...blah...blah....I've heard it all already.
On a not so lighter note, I've seen no evidence of a move taking place as of yet. One would think that they'd better start packing at least. I heard a little rumor from one of boarder brother's daughters the other day that it wasn't going to be until the middle of April. He did deny that one. Maybe I'll bring some boxes home from work to kind of hurry him along a little, or at least give him a hint.
Everyone have a great day!

One Week Later I Got It!

Thanks to some helpful people I have finally figured out how to blog again. When I switched over everything went a little haywire.

Can we have any better weather right now? Every year my husbands company has an Easter Open House two weeks before Easter and today was the day. Two years ago when it was freezing out they had ice cream cones dipped in chocolate in the parking lot. Today they had hot chocolate. When you're planning this event a year in advance it's hard to get that little perk right. There was quite a crowd when I took my grandson around 11am. No special treatment there, we had to stand in line like the rest of the people. My special treatment was the 30% discount and free 6 ounce bag of jelly bellies.

I'm sure someone won't be to happy with the fact that I tore the plastic off some of the windows today to open windows and let some nice fresh air in. It only took him until January to put the crap on the windows in the first place. While I was in the living room opening windows I noticed that I still have snowflake window clings on from Christmas. I took all the Christmas related ones off a few months ago, but because it was snowing I left the snowflake ones on. I may leave them for awhile as it keep the birds from flying into the window.

I saw my first bee today. I'm pretty sure he no longer exists as he flew right into my face and when I swatted him I just saw his poor little body go flying and hit the ground. That's gotta suck to be on your first flight of the year and taken down already.

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Sick Day

Yes, that's right. I have taken a sick day. This started around 1 pm yesterday. I had gone with our Engineer to the company that is putting our new line together, just to get an idea of what's coming. On the way back we thought we'd be nice and stop off and get lunch for some co-workers. Burger King (not my first choice) was our first pick as Engineer man had to make it quick and get back for a meeting. At the BK drive-thru was a sign that their broiler was down. No burgers-no fries. As my co-workers had ordered burgers, Engineer man suggest Sammy's which is right across the street. I wasn't to impressed upon walking in but they seemed to be moving fast and that's what we were looking for. We placed our order and were out the door in 5 minutes. I found out when I got back to work that freedom fries mean free...from any salt at all. I don't like overly salty fries but just a tad would have made them taste better. Their cheeseburgers are huge, but after eating 1/2 of one I chucked it. I'm not quite sure if it was the fried onions or the burger itself. I sometimes don't get along very well with fried onions. Around 3pm I started to develope a stomach ache. Needless to say I needed to stay home today as this progressed throughout the night. I ate nothing else besides some noodles last night so I'm placing the blame on Sammy and his burger.

For some reason I am having problems logging onto my blog. If I didn't have a headach also I would spend some time investigating this mess. I switched over and have had problems ever since.

Tomorrow marks the one year anniversary of my hip replacement surgery. One year and a whole lot better. I still get a little reminder once in awhile but I'm glad I did it. I need to go for my one year check-up which includes the x-ray to see if all has mended right. I may then get the go ahead for running in that marathon. (insert chuckle here).

Ouch...

The other morning as I was doing the daily routine of brushing & flossing my teeth I felt a little pang and made a mental note to call the dentist. I got to work and spoke with my boss for a few seconds, popped a piece of gum in my mouth and ventured off to my work area. After a few chews I felt a crunch and instantly , as we all do, took the old tongue and did a tour of the mouth. Low and behold, right where the slight pain was earlier was now a nice hole. I lost part of a filling. There was immediate pain. Luckily I work for a place that was nice enough to let me leave after calling the dentist (which is 5 blocks from my house) and getting right in. Because I had hip replacement surgery my orthopediac surgeon requires me to take antibiotics whenever I have dental work done. Have to start the pill one hour before and take one every six hours for 24 hours. I had enough time to run home and take one first. My dentist is very nice but reminds me of Fred Flinstone. He's got huge hands but is quite gentle and will shoot my mouth full of numbness prior to doing any work. I don't think I'm alone in saying that any dental work has me digging my fingers into the arm rest. The problem this time was that I just got over one hell of a cold. Prior to going in I blew my nose to assure there was nothing left in there that could run down my throat. About half way through the drilling I felt this glob moving to the back of my throat. I started to panic thinking I was now going to have this coughing jag but his assistant was right on it. This is the closest I have ever come to up-chucking in the chair. She took that suction tube and sucked it right up. She must have known by the scrunched up look on my face that it grossed me out. I got this little pat on the arm and nod from her. Guess it was our secret that the dentist didn't notice? I went back to work numb and hoping that I was not going to drool for the next few hours.

I was brave enough last night to take all 3 of the grandkids overnight, plus the two neices that stay every Saturday. I must say it went well. I played a game of Trivia Pursuit with them all and by 10:30 pm they were off to bed. I didn't get a nudge until 9am this morning. This is when the production of French Toast began. Not the toaster kind, this has to be home made with Texas Toast and a side of sausage. These kids are trained well. I don't have ask them to take their dishes to the sink. I'm not sure if their parents are that strict or if they're just scared of me. I wish it would have been just a little nicer out and drier as they could have then been shot out the door to play.

We seem to have a river running through our garage and down the driveway. The problem is part of it veers off right to the corner of our house. Needless to say we have a little water problem in our basement. "A" sandbagged a little detour yesterday which is helping but I can see a huge expense coming in fixing the driveway to avoid this and the basement also.

After work Friday I met my hubbie, brother and J for a beer. There was focus on the "machine" as it was ready to hit. There was money up there like quarters on a pool table. I got in once with no luck and then after awhile played again and hit. I didnt' hit like my mother who called me from Laughlin twice in the past 4 days to tell me she hit...twice. I won enough to put away for my trip to Laughlin.

Quite a few of us have off from work tomorrow due to some work being done on our line. As usual I have a home project lined up. Tomorrow is paint the bathroom day. It's overdue. I have to get my painting practice in as boarder brother moves in 3 weeks (did I mention how happy I am) and I'm sure I will be repainting that room. I need to find a sofa sleeper that has the most uncomfortable mattress on it so people don't want to stay here. When he moved out the last time I remember how happy I was painting the room. My husband was even helping and he hates to paint. I think he moved out before because he didn't like the color. Yeah, it doesn't take me long to catch on.

Things I Wondered Today

Today must have been one of those days where I tried to make sense of many things. It started when I read the morning paper and found an article about a 7 time drunk driver being caught once again. Why wasn't he in jail? How did he slip by the system? On to the next article of interest...The man who was being charged with drunk driving that had his three kids in the car and one was killed, two others were injured. Why was he driving around drunk with his kids in the car. I know there are two sides to every story but why do people put their kids lives in danger?
On to work where on the way I wondered why a truck driving with an odd shaped sign reading "Support your Local Police Department" would be totally holding up traffic on the freeway. Guess he got everyone's attention.
My work day brought on several more questions. Why did we work so much overtime and so many odd hours to meet our production goals and then we are shut down for 4 hours today so they can do some wiring. Save it for Saturday. Why is our new maintenance man such a bs..er, and am I the only one who see's this? I avoid asking him for anything as I know it's going to be at least a 15 minute explanation which has nothing to do with what I asked him. Why does he wait until 15 minutes before we're shutting down for the day to start cleaning things up? And why does he think he can send 2 people to break and then walk away with no one watching the machine. If I could have found a nice solid pole nearby I would have been banging my head upon it today. My need to chew gum has intensified greatly in the past several weeks due to my gritting my teeth when he's around. If I don't chew the gum I'm afraid I won't have any teeth left.
After work...Why is it snowing again? Don't we have enough? Why was my car the only one in the parking lot that had ice under the snow? Maybe because it's a truck and higher up? Beats me. At least it didn't have goose crap all over it like the car next to me. I did get a chuckle out of that one. Nice frozen crap right on the windshield. To bad it was someone I liked and not maintenance man.
On the freeway I wondered why there was a 7 car pile up on the westbound side. It didn't look like anyone was hurt but the cars didn't look all that great. As ususal this caused a delay due to the gappers. Then I have to be in front of the jerk at the exit that clearly says "NO TURN ON RED" and he has to lay on his horn. To be a smart ass I should have sat there through the light but it wouldn't be fair to the one's in back of it. My thought on that one...Why are there idiot's?

May I Recommend....

We received a gift certificate for Christmas for Steven's SteakHouse in West Allis. Last night we took J & K there for J's Birthday. I was pleased with both the food , pricing and the service. Although four people eating Baked French Onion Soup can be quite dangerous, it was well worth it. Three of us had prime rib which I found very good, while my husbands did have quite a hunk of bone in it. J enjoyed lobster tail and some chunk of meat. The atmosphere is very homey like.

My day today has been spent waiting for people to vacate an area I wish to clean in. First I waited to do laundry until showers were taken. The hell with that noise, from now on they can take an unregulated water pressure shower. Then I waited to vacuum until someone finished watching some sappy movie. Hello...we have tv's downstairs. I then proceeded to hurt my husband's feelings (not on purpose). I have been after him to do some re-caulking in our bathroom for some time now. I know he hates that little job. So this morning I said I would call my son, he lays flooring for a living. Caulking the bathroom would probably take him 1/2 hour tops. Oh Boy! did I get the look. He just rolled over on his side and said I made him feel useless. Sure did get him moving though. He's at the store purchasing the needed supplies.

Thanks to K & J I am now hooked on the Chuzzle game. I downloaded the trial last night which lasts all of 60 minutes. I now have it downloaded on my PC and will probably spend numerous hours playing it rather than doing things I should be doing. I don't start work until 10 a.m. tomorrow so I'll have a little time in the morning to play.

Another 3 Day Weekend

This may be the end of the 4 day work week/3 day weekend for me. It sucks that I still feel a little crappy and have a nasty cough. Next week we go back to 5 day work weeks. I can't help feeling that I was a little spoiled for the year or so we worked 4-10 hour days. Having that Friday to myself was nice.

Boarder brother is on track to vacate April 1st. The cleaning of his room has begun. He has done more laundry in the past two days than I do in two weeks. I'm sure my water bill will reflect that. But I'm sure that I'll recoup that cost within the first month or so of him being gone. I see a lot of work ahead in cleaning the room after he's gone. I just need to figure out what to do to make it not so homey looking just in case some other relative has any ideas. We discussed knocking the wall out and enlarging our bedroom but that would totally knock down the resale value of our home. In a sense I don't care as I don't see us moving. Mention moving sometime to my husband and watch the look of panic come over his face. He has half of freaking Menards in his workshop and garage.

Hat's off to the brave bar patrons that held off the attempted robbery. It was just a matter of time before they were foiled. And how about this 10 year old kid who was caught shoplifting at Mayfair Mall one day and requested a lawyer. The kid goes back the next day with his 8 year old brother in tow and rips off Boston Store. I'm puzzled as to where his parents were. And what does a 10 year old want with almost $600.00 worth of jewerly? In agreement with Stb..is this another one of these "society done him wrong" cases?

A very special "Happy Birthday" wish to J (whose parent's left today to visit her brother...a.k.a. baby precious).

You Call That A Blizzard?

What the hell? This was no blizzard. I know the snow is wet and heavy since I had to shovel a path for Sadie to go out. But I expected worse. Some channels were on at 5am this morning watching for the big storm to hit. Once again they had people posted all over the city and surrounding areas waiting for the snow. All seems to be back to normal now. I hear that now we are out of the snow emergency and expecting just some sleet and about another inch of snow by tomorrow a.m. Last night they were showing video of people grocery shopping. I found it funny how this one guy had two carts of food, just for the blizzard. Wonder if he's just having a party now instead?
I have contacted one hell of a cold from someone. It's not good. I feel like crap. I'm hot one minute and freezing the next. I have gone through my stolen from the hotel box of kleenex already and the thought of food makes my stomach want to hurl. DayQuil is a wonderful thing and I plan on relying upon it today to help me feel somewhat better. This would not be a good way to start out a long work week, so I'm hoping to kill most of it off today while drowning myself in medicine, 7 up and keeping my ass on the couch. My big plans of the day of going to Menards for a new kitchen faucet are now down the tubes. Hopefully it won't spring a bigger leak by the time we get around to buying one.