Hic Sunt Dracones (Latin for 'Here there be dragons'). This is my real life, folks. I couldn't make this up if I tried. This blog is not for everyone. Readers are advised to travel onward if they lack a sense of humor, have an aversion to profanity, or are unable or unwilling to think for themselves. In other words, this is not the place for the Kool-Aid drinkers.
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Wednesday, June 29, 2005
I'm a Damsel. I'm in Distress (again). I can Handle It...as soon as I figure out what's going on.
I will never again say anything remotely similar to 'it can't get any worse'...because it does. Immediately. It has been so hot and dry here that my well went dry Saturday. It was fixed in fairly short order, but I still couldn't flush, wash, or anything connected to a faucet or pipe for four hours. What did I say? "It can't get much worse than this." Boy was I wrong. Mother Nature must have taken that as an insult, because then it finally rained...and blew. North of me is flooding. My phone went out overnight due to a downed line some place. It's still not wet enough here, so everyone is out doing their rain dances. My car has decided not to run more than a total of two hours per day in this heat before overheating in protest. My kids are afraid to run the sprinkler for fear of running the well dry again, so they are continually up my ass going "we're bored..there's nothing to do". My recycled husband is apparently moving here next week. I thought I had closer to a month to get ready for him. I think one of his other children is coming with him, but I'm not sure. It seems that there is a school bus issue involved somewhere. I'm totally broke. My bank acts like I'm a leper. My dog has become antisocial, hiding in my bedroom all the time, for no obvious reason. I discovered an extremely long, blond (I am a redhead) eyebrow hair today in my left eyebrow, then another in the right with at least two more in each growing as we speak. These things were over an inch. Longest eyebrow hairs I've ever seen. Oh, and eyebrow dandruff. I had no idea my skin was that dry in that area considering all the acne I have mere billimeters (are those real?) away from the flakes. As soon as the hullaballoo is over, I think I'll have a panic attack, get falling-down standing-up drunk, and run away from home to hide in an unsuspecting friend's closet --- not necessarily in that order! And no one is going to deprive me of it, dammit, I've worked to hard for it!
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