Maybe I was too hasty.

The alarm clock woke me up this morning for the second day in a row. That never happens. I’m always awake before the alarm clock. I don’t suppose it’s a sign of impending Apocalypse, though. Just exhaustion. My back hurts. Other regions hurt. I’m tired. I’m whiney. I’d rather not have to sit with myself…

To my small but highly select group of regular readers, I pass on this email I received from Christine Lavin’s mailing list. From: Christine Lavin ([email protected]) Sent: Sun 4/03/11 2:56 PM Today is Ervin Drake’s 92nd birthday — please send him a birthday wish for tomorrow’s gathering at Cast Party ……………………………………………………………………………….. Ervin Drake wrote “It…

Tonight I try my hand at making class beads. With my Kreskin-like ESP I sense a bunch of “playing with fire” jokes coming my way. No matter. It’s a five-week course at the local high school, one night a week. It was relatively inexpensive, and it will give me something else to do other than…

Well, I’ve got the weekend get-away set up. I managed to get Friday off, so I can stay out late after the Star Wars movie and not suffer for it. We’ll leave some time Friday afternoon after overfeeding the cats. I found an inexpensive place to stay just outside the town I wanted to go…

This morning [insert word appropriate for polite company that means “sucked” here]. We got our predicted four to five inches of powdery snow overnight. It was the kind of wispy stuff that you shovel with a broom. The problem is, as fast as you swept it away, the winds blew more in. In fact, it…

Oof … rough night. The Prof has a nasty habit of saying sarcastic things that sting, and then backing off when he’s called out about it, claiming he was just joking. I thought it was just me being hypersensitive, but his aunt called him on it when we met up with them last weekend, so…