I got nothin?

Wow. Lot's of people read my last post, but NO ONE commented. I began to get the distinct impression that maybe it didn't come across correctly.....that maybe everyone was sadly shaking their heads and saying,"Tsk,tsk....that poor girl.. she's so blind..). So I went back and re-read it. The only thing that I could clarify is where I said Race was "whooping it up with his team in his few off-hours". I meant when he is away. When he is gone, there isn't much "off-time" for him, so it isn't very often that the have the chance to kick back. And well....that's about it.
(Shrug) Just our warped sense of humor, I guess.

(Sheepishly)Moving on...

Today just plain stunk. There was trash. And lots of it. And it was wet.The
The Scalded Dog has a hole in the gas tank. And while I've HEARD that you can plug it with a washer and a nut..... and well...I'm just not going to go there. I'm just not. That was the begining of my day. And it sort of went downhill from there.

At one point today, I was putting the cover back on Race's jeep, after cleaning all the leaves, water, and goop from off of the tarp that had covered it,(actually the rain had weighted down the tarp, and the jeep had a lovely swimming area in the back where the seat should be). I heard myself telling the boys, "You see boys, this is a perfect example of why you should take care of your things and not leave things half-done. Because I'll tell you--you're not going to find a wife like your father did to do it for you. I don't want you boys to get the wrong impression." (Heh-heh, Not one of my better parenting moments).
I won't rehash the rest of the day here, so you can all thank me later. LOL

But there were bright points. I am now the proud owner of DSL service. YAY! It took forever to download and install, but, it's on!! WOO-HOO!
Also, we went to Boy Scouts tonight, and I got to talk with some of the other moms and dads.(Adult communication! Yeeessssssssssss!)
I talked to both sisters,my mom and Race today. So, all in all, that's probably what kept me from curling up into the fetal position and crying in the corner today! And I am really thankful for friends and family who unknowingly talk me down off that ledge, just by being there.
O.k. lastly. The absolute FUNNIEST thing that I heard today (no joke): A husband had a vasectomy, and the doctor needs to check the semen for a few months after the procedure. The dutiful wife, (who wants to be SURE that the procedure was successful), takes specimin into the crowded eurology lab. She walks through the crowded room with the contents stashed in her handbag. She hands the cup to the nurse behind the desk, very discreetly. The nurse yanks it from her hand, holds it up to the light, and yells, "What's THIS?" Barely audible, the wife says.."I-It's from my husband." "WHAT?-What did you say??!" "It's from my husband....it's his specimin". The nurse is still holding the cup up to the light and rolling it around. She yells, "Well, what KIND of specimin is IT?" At this point the woman has been embarassed and frustrated beyond belief, and she snaps back, "Isn't this a eurology lab?! How many different kinds of specimins do you get each day?! It's a jar of MAN RELISH! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK IT IS??" On her way out the door, the nurse says, "Well, I just hope it ain't more than 2 hours old." The wife has decided not to go back.
Isn't that hilarious? Man relish? BWAHAHAHA!!!!

g'night!
Melissa