Snow day!

There was a nasty ice storm last night and absolutely everything is closed. Greg's closed and Sam couldn't go to work, and the kids had off as well as Amanda, so I got off too. It's lucky that I'm working tomorrow. I can make up the money I'll be losing today.

Sam is pretty unhappy at Greg's but all he has to do is tough it out until March or April. Clyde is opening a paintball and airsoft store and wants Sam to manage it. Sam will be making exponentially more money than we've made collectively over the past year.

I'm pretty excited, and I know Sam is.

I got bent; like a wet cigarette.

So Sam and I are planning our Arizona trip. I'm pretty excited considering I've never been anywhere exciting. I'm trying to save money but it's incredibly difficult when I have none anyway. BGE this month was actually ridiculous, and I over drafted again. I also need to replace three of my tires and have my oil changed.

I feel like I talk about money too much. I hear myself, and I know I sound like my mother, but life is really hard right now. Sam went to the doctors today because of an earache, and came home with sleep apnea, allergies, tonsillitis, and a bunch of other things including his sleep disorder. Apparently all of his recent and lifelong problems are all linked. The doctor is also going to work with him to quit smoking. There's suddenly some miracle drug out there that makes it physically impossible to smoke a cigarette. I think that sounds excruciating, but Sam says that the drug makes him not even crave.

I'm interested in how all of this is going to work out. And horrified at the cost.

I am my mother.

Can we have a little honesty here?

Sam and I have been having some troubles with our next door neighbors. Yesterday we received a letter from the apartment management about a noise complaint. It didn't say who made the complaint, or what it what it was specifically regarding. We assumed it was from the man below us about one of a few things:

1. A joke Sam made a week ago about pissing off the balcony.
2. With all the furniture I've been moving recently noise I've been making walking around, stepping down from chairs and tables, and just letting furniture drop rather than easing it down.
3. When I fell a couple of nights ago. I fell pretty hard, and I'm sure it was audible below us.

But today when Sam came home from work he found an anonymous letter about Sam's alarm going off too long in the morning and waking them. It was obviously from the people next to us.

I have no problem with changing the way I do things to be more considerate, but, seriously, let's be adults here. Any mature human being would come to us and tell us what their having problems with rather than sending a letter to the management; stewing for days waiting for the management to get to us.

Suck it up, grow a pair, and let me know your beef. I'm much more apt to change my routine for you if you have a large manly pair of balls between your legs to back you up, lady.

The end.

Happy Big Waste of Paper Day!

Although Sam and I agreed that we wouldn't do anything special he arranged something wonderful anyway. When I came home there was a note on the apartment building door that said:

Hello, Bekah!
Come inside.
Leave your purse,
Let's go for a ride.

Clue# 1
The Place Where Crapper Goes.

So I went upstairs into our apartment and checked the cat's little cardboard house and found nothing. I took the more obvious route and found another note in the litter box.

Good Job!
Clue# 2
Find the place of urination.

I thought, balcony, but looked in the toilet and found:

Clue# 2.5
You were close.
Think Andrew!

So I went to the balcony and found another note on the chair out there.

Clue#4
Jesse Q is mighty gay.
Go to the computer
and the clue you can...
(play)

The computer was on the dining table, open with Itunes up. A song was selected. Clue 4 by Sam Agger, Album: Play Me All the Way Through. The song was the first 50 seconds or so of Dead Angels by Vast, but at the very end was Sam's voice saying: "Look in the microwave!"

Clue# 5
We have our boom-boom-boom inside our ________....

That was a no-brainer. On the bed I found another note:

As you know I like to fuck
Highrides are fun
Check the ____!

That one was kind of hard because I couldn't really read part of it, but once I realized what it said I ran out to the truck and found yet another note on the seat:

Emo kids are dull as shit
In the woods they go to sit...
Walk the way we went...

At the opening to the trail in the woods behind the apartment complex I found another note taped to a stick propped up in a pile of leaves:

Very good!
You're almost done,
To the apartment you should run.

So I moseyed on back to the apartment. I guess I was a little too quick for him becuase Sam was still waiting for me in the closet. He was just walking out as I was walking in. While I was in the woods he was supposed to put a new note on the door saying:

In the door is where you'll find
My big fat 'ol behind
Close your eyes.
Inside is your surprise!
Love: Sam.

For me Sam had gotten a literal MOUNTAIN of chocolate, a pack of cigarettes, a bottle of wine (which is mighty tasty!), and he's making us dinner as I'm typing!

I feel kind of bad that I don't have anything special for him, but bah, his birthday is in three days and if I gave him what I have for him now it'll make his actual present too obvious.

Besides, I made him a nice card yesterday.

Starve a fever, feed a cold.

Today was nice. The kids dog was put down, but they took it alright. He was about 15 and apparently had cancer. I didn't know dogs could have cancer. But hey, cats can get AIDS.

This is what a clean kitchen is supposed to look like:

Ignore the scorch marks on the ceiling. We had a fire a couple of months ago. -_-;

I got nothin'

but a picture of a artichoke.

Goodwill!

Kat and I went to Goodwill today and had a blast! I bought a great new flannel and a great tee with elephants! Can you believe it?

I got some other GREAT stuff too.

A wiener dog butter dish:


A wooden spoon with a zebra's head:


And a sombrero!


Good stuff.
Good days.
Goodwill.

This is so my day.

Presidential Candidates

Oh jeez. How do I say this....I don't care. There, I said it. Sorry Mr. Hanzelik, my 10th grade Government teacher.

As far as I see it, it's narrowed down to either Hillary Clinton, or Obama. If Hillary wins her presidency will be shrouded in the Slick Willy Scandle and she'll become another celebrity with paparazzi up her ass all day and the politics will be completely lost. If Obama wins, well, he's a black dude, congratulations. Does anyone know what he's all about?

Anyone's better than Bush. (I hope)

Everyone's going to vote Democrat just to get away from all this Bush nonsense. Why was he re-elected?

I need to educate myself.