One Year

It has been one year since I took this job.
I have a cold.
Anna hurt her back.
Chief Moses Puddington Chestertonfieldvillefordburg is still rotten.
Howie is still awesome.
Daisy smells.
The Rockies have a better record right now than they did a year ago.
No one has died at the apartment since I took this job. I hope that trend continues.
George told me Katie needed something today, but I couldn't understand what. I went to see Katie. Her garbage disposal wasn't working. I hit the reset button and turned it on. It made a terrible noise. I got a flashlight. I found a piece of what appears to be porcelain in the disposal. At first, I was afraid it was a tooth (did I ever mention that when Pearl moved out of her apartment last summer, I found a tooth in one of the kitchen drawers?).
Darbie is done for the summer. In the fall, she will go back to regular school.
On Friday, Phyllis introduced us (Anna, Darbie, and me) to her brand new great-great-grandchild. Yes, you read that right. I said great-great-grandchild. Phyllis is 69.
I'm watching "Deadliest Catch" at the moment, and I can't decide if I'm reading significance into the editing of the show because I know that Captain Phil died or if the show was edited with his imminent demise in mind.
I'm moving towards the snotty portion of my cold. My eyes are starting to water as the snot leaks out of my nose.
I made chicken fingers tonight.
Memorial Day weekend was awesome because I got to watch not one but two Rockies games on the MLB network (including Jimenez' complete game shutout of the Giants).
The church held a fish fry on Sunday night. The fish was tasty. People brought tasty side dishes. The kids are funny. I enjoyed myself (as much as I could due to the cold I could feel coming).
Since I mentioned "Deadliest Catch," I feel I should assure my faithful readers that I am not one to delude myself into thinking I could do that job. I know I couldn't. I value sleep way too much and function way too poorly without it.
Anna's parents went horseback riding yesterday. I think they had a good time. Unfortunately, when they were finished riding and ready to head home, they made the sad discovery that their truck had broken down. This led to Anna's father spending the night in the park with the horses and spending all day today fixing his truck.
Bobbie knocked on the door this afternoon wanting $25 in quarters. I told her I would give them to her tomorrow.
I'm kind of thirsty. Fortunately, I replenished my supply of AriZona Pomegranate Green Tea. Unfortunately, I don't have a mini-fridge by my computer.
Good night, faithful readers.