Here’s my nightly recap,
and I just have to say
I sure am tired
from my busy, busy day.
funny
What’s your caption?
I saw this picture on MSN’s Photo of the Day and giggled. How would you caption this?
Tuesday 8:07am
Tuesday 8:07am. Technically, I suppose you might say I was supposed to be at work 7 minutes ago. Instead, I’m at a red light and I’m only a little more than half way to work. But I’m earlier than I was yesterday so that’s a positive. It looks like it might snow or rain today. I’m not going to hold my breath though. Wyoming weather is such a tease. The clouds can pout for a whole day and never shed forth a coveted tear on the high mountain desert.
Seriously Reader’s Digest?
There is a little monthly publication my parents have subscribed to for years. A little golden nugget that has been revered as the end all of answers. It was referenced and quoted in my household since before I can remember. The little book? The Reader’s Digest. The source of many a quirky solution to a plethora of problems. I do have a crude nickname for it but I’ll refrain from sharing it. For now. Continue reading
How many views?
On October 16, 2013 I received my most views to date.
Highest view 167 views
And I became excited because, as you can see, my average views is much, much lower.
But then, WordPress took a view away. I’m not sure why. Perhaps I made it sad. Or mad. Or maybe it’s a practical joker.
All of a sudden, I lost a view! Down to 166 views. How is that possible?!
I complained explained it all in a previous post. You can check it out at What the hey?! But you don’t really need to because I just summed it up pretty well. Basically, WordPress took a view away. Not sure why.
Well, this weekend – guess what reappeared?
Well hello lost view.
So, what you’re telling me is, I do, in fact, have 167 views?
That thing you do
Communication between Buzzards
The spectacular crash
The setup: I had a headache Sunday night. By the time 10:00pm rolled around (which my body recognized as only 9:00pm because it was Daylight Savings Time Sunday) I just wanted to go to bed and close my eyes. I finally climbed into bed 50 minutes later and prayed I’d be able to fall asleep. At 11:33, I looked at my clock again and sighed. No relief yet.
Sleep did come. It must have come. Because at 12:17am I was awakened to a loud crash.
A four year old named B
Back in June, my niece Nic and her family moved across the country to a warmer climate. A place where ‘pop’ is referred to as ‘soda’ and my soon-to-be two year old grand-niece is picking up a southern drawl, y’all.
My grand-nephew B is as smart as ever. I know you think I’m biased but he really is the cutest four year old out there today. Seriously.
The Trouble with Washing Cars
The color was white
but the winter has been hard
even for the cars.
“You need to wash it,”
they said to me more than once
“It is a white car.”
At last, I listened
and I paid ten whole dollars
to wash the car clean.
The very next day
it rained and snowed and rained more
on my so clean car.
That is not the end,
as I drove home on wet roads
scowling the whole ride
a dirty mean rock
left a chip in my windshield.
Bleeping-bleep rock chip.
Yes, this is a drought
(sigh) so I should be thankful
for all the moisture.
And am I grateful?
I have no pleasant comment –
ask me later, k?
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