Ok, I didn't get to finish my mash up earlier because I was called away by a mischievous little sprite who was politely asking for my attention (by trying to break her neck on our elliptical machine). So, to continue...
I know you've probably all heard this crazy talk about the world coming to an end tomorrow. I'm not buying it, but I have made fun of it a time or two. It's been all over FB and Twitter and people seem to be confused. Some are calling it the end of the world, some are calling it the rapture, and the ones making me a little nuts are using the two terms interchangeably. They are two totally different events. The rapture will most certainly not be the end of the world, just the beginning of the end, but it'll take a while to get there. Of course, let's all keep in mind that one of the big things about the rapture is that we don't know when it's going to happen, which means scheduling it for 6pm on Saturday is kinda silly. But I am going to go eat some really good steak around 5 just in case.
My dryer hose ripped earlier in the week. It is now fixed. I can't tell you how hard it is for me to go 24 hours without a dryer. And that's pretty sad.
While driving up Clinton Blvd today to pick Greg up for lunch I noticed a lot of fire trucks parked periodically on either on the side of the road or in the middle of the turn lane. They all had their lights flashing but weren't doing anything. After the fourth one, parked on the off ramp from I220 coming onto Clinton Blvd, I was really confused. It was moving into position to block traffic so I figured something was going on. A couple of blocks later I saw a funeral procession, with a Fire Department Chief's car (lights flashing) escorting in the front and back. I have to be honest, while I was pulled over on the side of the road I cried a bit. I can only assume it was a fallen firefighter who was being escorted to Lakewood Cemetery. The fire trucks were in position to block traffic at intersections along the route, usually the job of police officers. That was a tremendous show of respect and I'm glad I got to witness it.
Still no good plans for getting the blech detergent smell out of some clothes. Washing a load with baking soda and a vinegar rinse now. Occurred to me after I started it that it may not be the best combination. I use both in my laundry quite often, but usually not together. I couldn't help but notice a bubbly chemical reaction starting up when some of the vinegar from the "softener" compartment spilled over into the detergent compartment with the baking soda. Here's hoping I didn't just ruin an entire load of clothes!
Friday, May 20, 2011
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At this point, I'd be totally stoked if Jesus showed up to get me tomorrow. I don't know how I'm going to make it through the summer. Considering how busy I'm going to be this fall, it's kinda sad that I'm looking forward to it.
I have no idea how to get funky smells out of clothes. In fact, I spend a good portion of my daydreaming time thinking about how it would be to have a housekeeper. Mini-me and I went to one of our favorite local eateries tonight. I know the owner personally and she has busted her butt to make the place a success. She's catered some meetings for me too. I was sitting there thinking, as I savored my pork loin, "If I ever get rich, I'm gonna hire Shelia to be my cook. I'm gonna be good to her and pay her well and give her benefits. If she'll just keep me stocked on pork loin, bread and caramel pie."
What was that you were saying about thoughts not being conjoined or something??
What were we talking about?
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