I’m not Sure Happy It’s Thursday, but the saying sounded good. It feels more like a Thirsty Thursday to me. Too bad I don’t like $1 beers. I prefer Rainy Days and Mondays.
Today was rainy. During a thunderstorm this morning, my cable went out. Thinking CableOne would eventually fix the problem, I didn’t worry (if they were my internet provider, then I would have). I didn’t need the TV on as I listened to some of Andrew Wee’s podcasts (cuz he’s gonna interview me next week, and I want to be prepared). But when the kids came home from school with no TV, I figured I better call before they close for the day so I can watch the new episode of ER tonight. I missed The Office due to my daughter’s spring concert. Yes, the Brady Bunch theme song is stuck in my head now, too.
So, the cable repairman reported back to me that – get this – I have a whole nest of mice living in my cable box (he saw 7 or 8 alone) that have been chewing on the cable lines. So the lines must have got wet today in the rain and shut down. Great, just great. Have I ever mentioned that I HATE MICE?!
He tried to reassure me by saying they were field mice and not house mice – I didn’t know there was a difference. Guess I’ll be stocking up on some D-Con. Or I read you can use instant mashed potatoes to kill mice. I have a huge container of instant spuds from Sam’s Club that my kids refuse to eat (they didn’t fall for “they taste real”).
Maybe, just maybe, if I get brave enough to go near the mouse nest myself, I’ll bring along my FlipCam to share the horrid experience, as I’ve been addicted to vid-blogs lately. T.G.I.F. tomorrow? Don’t count on it.
Because I couldn’t think of a better title, but I thought of more non-relevant stuff to say…
Here’s wishing my Grandma Betty a belated 84th birthday! We celebrated last night by going to the bar. She can drink me under the table no doubt. I hope to have as much vigor as her at that age.
Her pin says “I’ve survived damn near everything!” seen here with my Aunt Squeak and me.
I highly admire other bloggers that pour themselves out there like Heather B. Armstrong of Dooce.com (who is also full of vigor). I can totally relate to her as I’ve been criticized for expressing my opinion, as the Wall Street Journal addressed, yet readers keep coming back for more. Only difference, I don’t have a husband to manage my advertising – any takers?
I absolutely hate how vehicles decrease in value the minute you drive them off the lot. When I bought my Pontiac SV6 new in 2005, I thought it fit all my needs and I would drive it until it died. Well, I thought wrong. Not only do the kids think they are now too old to be seen in a “van”, I’ve had an itch for a new vehicle as well. I’m leaning towards a Crossover with a third row of seats. I’ve been eye’ing the GMC Acadia for awhile now, but I just saw an ad for the 2009 Dodge Journey – I love the back-up camera and built in GPS; the kids liked the built-in pop coolers! One of my friends (who works for Chevy) told me to hold out to see Chevy’s new Traverse which will be replacing the TrailBlazer next year. Why can’t Ford make a good crossover breed? They have the best service department near me (My son’s car is a Ford). And being a woman who knows nothing about cars, I calculate service into my final decision.
And last, but not least, I leave you with this youtube video. My friend, Jon, met a girl online who ended up looking nothing like her photo. She admitted she photo-shopped herself, so when I saw this, I laughed and forwarded it to him asking if this was her?
I’m not Sure Happy It’s Thursday, but the saying sounded good. It feels more like a Thirsty Thursday to me. Too bad I don’t like $1 beers. I prefer Rainy Days and Mondays.
