After All

I should’ve known I didn’t really have to be there at 7:00 a.m.  I mean, we do operate on Mormon Standard Time, do we not?  I COULD’VE SLEPT IN AN EXTRA HOUR!!!

And that’s my only complaint.

The drive was nice when I didn’t have kidlins in the back bugging me about the potty every 50 miles.  And we actually went as far as the lake!  Ok, not right to the lake, but pretty much.  You could see it from the road, and I’m not talking about the kind of “beachview” that gets advertised on homes 15 miles from the beach with a verrrrrrrrry faint sliver of water view.

It was cold, but warmer than I expected.  It was dry so I didn’t need the chains (thank goodness!!!), and they fed us wonderful chili for lunch.  And, I got my homework for next week done!

I have to go rest now.  My feet need thawing out.

Suicidal Tendencies

I have a confession to make.  I’ve been smoking crack.  And weed.  And Lysol Disinfecting Wipes.  I’m sure there’s something else too, but I’m so out of it I can’t remember.  I’m sure you’re probably thinking to yourself, “She’s out of her mind, there’s no way she’s doing all that!!”

You might be right, but what else could explain me volunteering to go with the youth from our ward for a snow day at Lake Tahoe?  I mean, seriously??  WHY ELSE would I volunteer to do something like that?!?!?!?!

I DON’T OWN ANY SNOW CLOTHING!  No gloves, no hat, nothing stronger than my Reeboks, nothing warmer than my Old Navy hoodie, what am I going to do?!?!?

I don’t have to play in the snow with them, right?  I can just sit in my car with a blanket or ten and my hot chocolate?

What Was That, Mr. Gopher?

Somebody stop me if I’m wrong, but didn’t that little rodent not see his shadow this year?  Meaning, spring comes early?  Meaning, WHY THE HELL AM I STILL FREEZING???

This is just wrong.  We moved to California so this would never happen.  At least, not for more than a few days a year.

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In other news…

I hate those writers at Grey’s Anatomy.  HATE THEM.  No sooner have I gotten over my mental love affair with Denny Duquette, and they bring him back!  I realize it’s not permanent.  I get that.  But then, that moment with Izzie?  PURE TORTURE!!!!

I’m going to start sending them my therapy bills.