May 14, 2008


Grumblings

Argh. Trying to renew my passport, because your passport is only good until 6 months before the date it says it expires. That's right. If you leave the country, you have to be returning within 6 months. What's the point? They've already shortened the life span of a passport, now there's this other inherent 6 month no-fly zone on it, and for this, we keep having to spend 87 bucks, plus the cost of the scary pictures?

I'm waiting for it to rain. It's supposed to rain. I have new grass seed down (every spring, hope springs eternal), and if it doesn't rain, I have to go out and nurture the stubble. I prefer mother nature to do the decent thing, because if mother Lorraine has to go tramp around in the mud again, she's going to be mighty crabby.

We are at 19 consecutive days for the no take-out meal deal. (Thanks, Louise for the recipe-a-day. It's like a club she started, and I'm the only member!) New record. It is making me a harpy, and last night I pitched a crabby fit and said I wasn't cooking. So they cooked themselves. I don't mean they, like, BBQed themselves, but they cooked for themselves. The upside is that I'm sure we're saving a ton of dough, which is a good thing, because the first headline I saw today was that natural gas is going up 20%. I'm ready to move into a tent and eat bugs.

I wanted to write today, but the muses are off watching TV with their feet up, drinking beer and burping and farting. At least I think they are - they sure aren't here in the kitchen, doing any heavy lifting. But because writing is work, and not a hobby, I've done some rather leaden note making, to at least fill in time until inspiration picks up something heavy and whacks me upside the head.

I'm scared for so many people in China - this picture on the cover of the NYT broke my heart, a tiny girl trapped, awaiting rescue I pray comes. The corrupt government and military of Burma are apparently the second crisis to hit those people. Once again, our human disasters will prove to be more detrimental than the natural ones - evil lurks everywhere.

Christer just came in and told me to look at the driveway. Our red maple has thrown down a blanket of bright green buds, and the driveway is a glorious carpet. He walked around, to save the effect for me to see.

We all still live in a fabulous country; as long as nobody tips it over, the glass is indeed half full.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Your Welcome...

Psstt.. what did they cook for themselves?

May 14, 2008 4:43 PM  
Blogger OmemeeOzzie said...

So... the "muses"... not the Kids, right? Illegal consumption of beverage alcohol - and on a school day?

Poor Sod -- isn't he the one that when he isn't working 8 days a week is sleeping?

Suddenly, your sisters remind me of my own...! Pass the chips!

May 14, 2008 5:35 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lorraine, 19 days of slaving over the stove? What night is the mac and old cheddar cheese with fresh ground black pepper? Give me call. Love the stuff...

May 15, 2008 7:30 AM  

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