Today is Valentines Day and the temperature didn't make it above 30 degrees and that was at midnight. But with as cold as it is here it's nothing compared to the northeast. I was watching the nightly news with Tom Brockaw and they were talking about the 10-12 ft snow drifts, airports canceling flights and snow plows that couldn't keep up with the drifts. Ah yes, how well I remember those days.........................and I am damn glad I live here in Texas. I don't have to worry or deal with that kind of crap again! But I did have to applaud the florists that were bound and determined to deliver their Valentines orders. I think they should take on the motto of the mailman too. "Neither rain, nor snow or dead of night shall keep us from completing our appointed rounds". Hmmmm, lets take another look at that phrase. Dead of night. Now how in the hell did someone come up with that one? Does the mailman have to take target practice so they can make the night dead? And if they do, why? I mean it's not like they have to shoot at a tiny target miles away. Night is pretty all encompassing. Then again all you have to do is close your eyes and you have instant night. But that would make it hard to complete your appointed rounds wouldn't it? Ah well, such is the workings of a bored, tired, hurting blonde wife/mother's mind. (I know, what mind)
Anybody know of anyone who is competent at back replacement? I know of at least two people who would like to trade in their original backs for new ones. I don't have as much of a reason to complain, mine isn't as bad, but it is bothering me more lately. Wouldn't it be nice if every ten years or so we could trade in whatever is bothering us or broken down for newer parts? Can you imagine how long people would live? Would want to live? I know I wouldn't mind living a longer life if I could do it with the ones I love and pain free. Perhaps in my grand children's life time.
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