I’ve been meaning to tell ya’ll this since Saturday. It’s only Wednesday, so that means I’m just four days behind, I guess. Anyway, I am inheriting a zoo. My cousin is moving, and does not have a fence at his new place, so they are needing a home for their critters. There are 2 dogs and 3 cats. All of them are used to living outside.

The children are thrilled, of course! The animals will be here the weekend of the 27/28th. I’m a bit concerned that the cats will not hang around, but we’ll see how it goes. I’ve already promised cuz that I’ll keep all the kids inside so they don’t see him cry to leave the dog he’s had for over 12 years. He says he’ll be visiting often, and I am more than fine with that.

More laundry stuff
checked math for the other two students
ordered new math books for DD#2
packed up the pump
did some internet-ting and wished for a nap
decided it was spaghetti for dinner because I was too busy hurting to take anything out to thaw
wondered if I could throw a fit like my 2 year old

You?

This is just what I need. As if I don’t often enough have to drop the (important) stuff I am doing to grab the phone for a (computer generated and computer speaking) sales solicitation, there’s a new way for the jerks to call me. I guess they figured out that I had memorized most of their numbers from the caller ID.

So here’s the next wave of aggravation: www.SpoofCard.com. You purchase this card, and then you make your call, entering any Caller ID number you want. They’ll also change your voice for you, just in case you want to really aggravate someone you used to know and love. Or would that be someone who used to know and love YOU?

And for added joy? You can record the call.

and some are just related. I tell my mama that all the time. Usually we are discussing Grandmother, or rather people’s actions/lack of actions toward her. I know you know what I am talking about. We all have friends that we can count on no matter how rough the going gets, and family members who can’t be bothered no matter how simple the thing you need.

And you know the really offensive part? These are the same fools who’ll be a blubbering idiotic mess acting all crazy in the head when she passes. And those of us who have bucked up and done what was needful will be expected to “console” them. Well, wake up. Ain’t happening. “Shoulda thought of that before” will be the scant comfort they get from me, as I am trying to hold myself together while I continue to do that which is needful *because they will not step up to the plate*.

Is it wrong of me to look forward to telling people to kiss my tail?

The Postie Carnival is up. Please head over to Suni’s place and check it out. Yours truly has a piece in this issue 🙂

I was intrigued the other day to hear that Congress wants to call teh President to account for his policy in Iraq. I looked at the TV and I looked at Dh, and I said “who?. Did Congress not authorize the President to go to war? Yes, they did! And is he not the Commander in Chief? Oh, yes he is. Not Congress, but the President. The war in Iraq is HIS JOB as Commander in Chief, and Congress needs to shut up and let. him. do. his. job. The very job they authorized him to do!” And my wise Dh, even though he’s a pretty liberal guy, agreed with me.

Tonight at dinner DD#1 and I were discussing the war in Iraq. I don’t know who she’s been reading, but we have come to the same conclusion: we as a nation have a moral obligation to continue the course in Iraq. Whatever the reasons we went to war there, whether you agree with them or not, think that we know the truth or not, the fact remains that the country is ravaged beyond it’s ability to repair itself. Only the most deranged of dogs would contribute to such upheaval (and yes, we have, that’s not even debatable), and then leave without doing everything, and I do mean everything within their power to get the country back up. To remain in Iraq is a humanitarian mission at this point.

ModernOpinion’s editorial on the troop surge agrees with the premise that DD and I discussed this evening. We must finish what we have started. We must. We must.

I want to give a shout-out to my pal Skeet, who I have monikered “spider lady” for her assistance in determining what type of spider we had the other day. She’s not only spider-smart, but she is witty, and thoughtful, and incredibly poignant in her writings. Grab a glass of tea, y’all, and drop by. I guarantee that she’s left the light on for ya!

I feel so special. One of the chosen few. Because I rock like that.
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