1. What is your morning routine?
Get out of bed, brush my teeth, feed the cats and dogs, make breakfast, make lunches, get everyone else up, get dressed, get everyone out the door, etc.
2. What is your nightly routine?
Go to bed.
3. Do you like to listen to the radio when you sleep or have it quiet?
Usually the TV is on.
4. What do you like to sleep in?
I have these sleep shorts or pants and a t-shirt.
5. What is the first thing you think about when you wake up in the morning?
Can I sleep for a few more minutes?
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Finding content to write about each day is a difficult task, especially when you don’t have a whole lot going on in your life. Writing the content is easy. Once I start on a subject I can usually write until the cows come home. Sure, it may not be anything anyone in her/his right mind would want to read (I have been known to cause insanity in others with my prose), but when I get started, the words just jump onto the page. I don’t even think the keyboard even exists at those moments of clarity about writing. I have found myself at times going on and on about really nothing of importance and filling an entire page with nothing but dribble. Getting started is the hardest part, but woe is you when I do get started. Sentence after sentence of either brilliant insight, funny remarks, or stupid rantings just flows from me on the keyboard. But don’t distract me when I’m writing. It doesn’t take much to get me off track or to lose my train of thought and once that happens it is like a giant boulder stopping for school kids (yes, boulders have kids too so they stop for school kids).
It is just that content is hard.
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Random thoughts running through my head, not necessarily good ones…
- Bananas should be opened from the bottom not from the top where it attaches to other bananas. See this! I tried it and it works.
- Hollywood ran out of ideas long before the current crop of movies. Just look at some of the movies that were made in the early days of film. Some movies were “re-imaged” and “rebooted” within months of each other.
- Water is wet people! I know this is a shock to some of you, but yes, you get wet when you get hit with water. Another news flash, rain is water. Don’t even ask why I mention this.
- Cats are like some people when it comes to the wetness of water. No matter how many times you stick your paw in the water, it will still be wet.
- Whoever thought of putting laptop hard drives in cases and selling them as portable storage devices was a genius. Dude, you don’t know how much I appreciate them. Those and the portable flash drives.
- How does John know I am on Facebook? And which John is it? Or is it a generic John that cruises for prostitutes?
- “Work is hard.” No kidding, if it was easy it wouldn’t be called work now would it. Same goes for homework.
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The local school starts back tomorrow with the looming specter of furloughs hanging over the teachers’ heads. It is hard enough knowing that we may have to be furloughed three consecutive days, I can imagine how hard it is for the teachers in grade school that already know it is coming with their meager paychecks getting smaller as a result. Having to teach with the financial worries and the possibility of even more furloughs in the future is not beneficial to the learning environment and the kids will suffer for it. Hopefully this financial crisis will start to turn the corner soon and state revenue will start to pick up.
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- Memo ::
- Copy :: machine
- Office :: Depot
- Stapler :: papers
- Paycheck :: not enough
- Watercooler :: need one
- Desk :: need new one
- Human :: Touch
- Resort :: getaway
- Boss :: work
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1. How often do you clean your home?
Whenever the dust gets too much to handle.
2. What domestic chore do you hate?
Cleaning.
3. What domestic chore do you enjoy?
Repairs.
4. Do you own a washing machine or go to the laundrette?
Own a washing machine and dryer. No need to lug all of my laundry around.
5. Do you iron underpants and/or bed sheets?
Iron? I’ve never ironed underpants and I have the no-iron sheets.
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I laughed at the gods of weather today and openly defied the obvious signs of heavy rain and went back to town this afternoon (my wife neglected to me her half of the shopping list), mocking the heavy dark clouds and the winds. “Blow winds with all your might,” I said. “Dark clouds, make the day a black as pitch with your blocking of the sun’s rays,” I bellowed, laughing hysterically and getting really strange looks from passers-by. “You will not fool me again, you hussy of weather!”
My daughter and I got to town with the clouds getting darker and small drops of water falling gently. “Is that all you got,” I mocked. While inside we could hear the rain pounding on the roof of the building. The parking lot was drenched in water, yet the rain had ended. “Missed me, missed me, nana-a-booboo,” I taunted.
A little splattering of rain hit my car, I was not impressed. I went out to get some fast food before heading home. This little sprinkle is nothing, a pittance.
On our way home, the road disappears in a white sheet of water. For twenty miles the visibility is about ten feet. I pull close to the door when we get home so my daughter will not get too wet. I unloaded the car with buckets of water pouring on me by the second. I am a walking wet towel by the time everything is in the house.
Then the rain stops and hasn’t rained since.
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It was my understanding that it was going to rain all day today, and rain hard. Okay, where was the rain. I say a little bit of it this morning on my way to town, but nothing since then. I put off mowing the lawn (even though the grass was soaking with the rain from last night) and went shopping a day early just because I was expecting a torrential downpour. The one time I actually plan my day around the weather and it comes for naught. I puttered around in the house all day with the sun shining at me mockingly.
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I’m too busy drooling over this picture of a just plain hot blond…
And these gorgeous eyes…
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