It's raining again, and my son is freaking out over the "flashflood warning", even though we live on high ground. I keep saying when we flood, Noah will be firing up the Evan Rood boat (spelling?). I love tornado season-- what would the weather channel do without tornadoes, then heat waves, then hurricanes, then snowstorms, then tornidoes... there's a pattern here. :-)
Why do Wednesdays seem like they take forever to get here? And it seems like as soon as they get here they're over and it's almost the weekend again. I never thought I'd not be so up over weekends, but lately they're soooo busy. I guess I shouldn't complain, since at least it's warm, and not 18 degrees like it was a few weeks again. It's too bad soccer doesn't last longer, but then we'd have back-to-back games, if Sam plays baseball too. (This is probably the time to count blessings...)
I'm embarrassed to say I let the kids vote for a contestant on "American Idol," after they quit fighting last night over who to choose. They were both sick with tummy rot, and I felt sorry for them. (Okay, not really-- it was raining, and I didn't feel like going for a run until it quit.) They think Simon Cowell has lost it, since he was so nice last night. I kept thinking I hope nobody else has to go through this-- but judging on how popular the show is, I guess lots of people do this. It seems television has taken over our house! I should be ashamed. (;->)
The weather channel says it is now law that weather radios must be installed in all mobile homes. Amazing. What does that say about our legislature? They must be out of touch, since they're assuming that people actually will listen to them. This warrants some thought, and lends itself to about fifty jokes, at least...
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