June 13, 2005

Not a single thing happened all weekend.

Because if it did, I would be obliged to tell you all about it. Like having to wait two hours at the othodontist's office to allow him time to attempt to correct Boy's retainer, that somehow managed to become distorted in the molding process, requiring that we go back again this coming Friday for a second attempt. See, if that had happened, I'd have to tell you about it. Or if we saw Kelly the Bunny in the backyard yesterday, and Catherine wanted to go get her--THAT would be one of those things I'd have to tell you. But I have WAY too much to get done today--I have to make up for all the time I took off Friday, you know, so it's a good thing I didn't make a really, REALLY good bowl of chicken pasta yesterday along with a batch of homemade chocolate chip cookies. Those two things alone would take up paragraph upon paragraph of description. OH, and I'm sure glad I didn't have to stay up until midnight last night typing a Health class report for Oldest, or you'd be burdened with hearing about that! Or that I got a giant Maori tattoo around my eye, and plan on becoming a heavyweight boxer.

SO, in all, it was a very good thing that nothing at all happened this weekend, and that for once when I was leading singing at church last night I didn't hack and cough all through it, otherwise you'd have to hear about that, too.

ANYway, I really do have a ton of filth to shovel out the door today, so please indulge me in a day or so of honest labor to clear the stables out.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at June 13, 2005 08:23 AM
Comments

Yeah and nothing happened at my house too. Cept maybe the mousse in the fridge and yet more strep.

Posted by: Sarah G. at June 13, 2005 08:38 AM

Whew--good thing, eh, Sarah!? Although I would like to hear about that moose that's a stripper. That's bound to be interesting.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at June 13, 2005 09:10 AM

It rained a lot in Huntsville. Does that count as something?

Posted by: Larry Anderson at June 13, 2005 10:56 AM

Well, sure...for YOU! I mean, it might have rained a lot in Trussville, and the ground might be more like a bog than its usual rock-hard self, but if it rained and rained like that, I'd feel obligated to tell all about it. You, on the other hand, can tell ALL about ALL the stuff that happened up there!

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at June 13, 2005 11:13 AM

Wow, no update on the Pinchgut overrunning its banks? No recaps on yet another trip(s) to Wally World? Oh what a blue Monday ...

If you got a Maori tattoo for the other eye, then you could be the Raccoonblogger.

Posted by: MarcV at June 13, 2005 11:19 AM

Well, Marc, if it had rained a bit more energetically, I might would have had something to report, but there was no flooding, no (sustained) power outages, no houses flying through the air. ::sigh:: I'm beginning to wonder if I really made a smart investment by buying my own multimillion dollar Super Doppler Infinity Plus One radar system.

Raccoonblogging!? Perish the thought! Filthy rodents. Or whatever they are. Oh, SOOOO cute and they wash their food and look like bandits and have fluffy tails--BAH! If I had their PR firm, well, uhh. Well, who knows?!

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at June 13, 2005 12:38 PM

Ooops I forgot we did have some excitement this morning. John the puppy got another mole. He brought it inside to show it off. I'm thinking of keeping score on my blog. John 2, moles 0.

The moose is slowly disappering. Meryl stopped by to help us out. Now if I could just get rid of the stripper...

Posted by: Sarah G. at June 13, 2005 12:48 PM

I sure hope he doesn't start going after possums...

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at June 13, 2005 12:55 PM

Nah, that's papa Crunch's job.

Posted by: Sarah G. at June 13, 2005 03:34 PM

Hmm.

I suppose I should practice up on my tried and true, "LOOK! A BADGER!" diversionary tactic.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at June 13, 2005 03:36 PM

Very effective for badger dogs.

Posted by: Sarah G. at June 13, 2005 04:42 PM