I don't actually want it to be football season yet. I know that the Broncos will just be terrible and depress me. But the Rockies are doing an excellent job of depressing me at the moment.
I had to replace the light fixture in Katie's living room ceiling. The changing of the fixture itself isn't hard, but Katie's apartment makes it torture. Please, recall with me that Katie does nothing but smoke all day long. Then picture that in combination with an apartment in which she refuses to use her air conditioner. I'd be willing to bet the air was 90 degrees near the ceiling. And she sat there the whole time, smoking a cigarette and watching me stifle.
Cade was jumping up and down on the couch on Monday. Anna told him to stop. He did it one more time, landed awkwardly on a pillow, and fell into the couch, slightly twisting his arm. He claimed he broke it. Except, he didn't start crying until after he realized Anna and I weren't going to act concerned about it. Once he did start crying, he stopped every time we looked away from him, but if he caught us glancing his direction, he screwed up his eyes and started making faces like he was dying. When his mother picked him up, he asked to be taken to the doctor. She just told him the doctor's office was closed.
I'm slightly stinky right now.
We've been trying to get the various problems with our car repaired. Today, we were going to have Anna's father replace a part that the auto-parts store suggested we try. Anna's father and I looked for awhile, and we could not figure out where this part was supposed to go. Anna's parents had to go to church, so I went to shut the hood, and it didn't shut all the way. I tried to open it. It wouldn't open. Anna's father tried to pry it with a crowbar. It wouldn't budge. He had to leave for church of course. So I continued on without him. I spent over half an hour pulling and pounding and jerking and prying and screaming and praying at that thing without it moving at all. Finally, I laid my face right on the hood, uttered one last desperation prayer, and pulled again on the release latch. It popped free instantly, and the hood opened right up.
While we were at the in-laws, waiting for them to get back from church, Anna's father's cell kept ringing. It was Anna's grandmother. She wouldn't quit calling, but there was no way on earth we were going to answer. She even tried calling Anna's phone. She did finally leave a voice mail on Anna's phone, and now we have discovered that we are eating dinner at her place on Friday night. Yay. And by 'yay,' I mean 'boo.'
Anna has a substitute teacher meeting tomorrow morning.
I'm getting hungry again.
We had Poop Face at the in-laws' place the other day to burn some energy, and when we let her inside, we found her to be absolutely covered with burs. I think she still has them tangled in her beard and around her paws. She looked ridiculous.
Last week, we took Cade to the in-laws' pool so he could swim. While he was swimming, I killed 27 horse flies with a broom.
The grass is getting very brown.
My right ear canal is starting to itch, but I don't want to remove my headphones to scratch it.
Red.
A new Best Buy opened up here. That's cool. It means I won't have to drive up to Greenwood to find a lot of the CDs I want.
Yes, I do still buy CDs. I want something physical to hold while I listen to an album for the first time. I want to see the artwork. I want to try to figure out the band's intent. I don't want to just download it and add it to another playlist.
I want Chinese food.
My chin itches.
Goodnight, minions.
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