L’s Mother’s Only Response To My Horror Was “I Thought You Looked Fine.”

So for two years in a row now L’s Mother and I have remembered our anniversary, but I’m not personally convinced just yet this is the start of a trend because this year’s anniversary was one of those round number milestone ones that people make hard to forget. Regardless, in honor of this we decided to declare an “anniversary weekend” to celebrate (in home), and even scheduled Friday and Monday off to make it an extra long weekend. (Business obligations precluded us for taking the actual date off, so this seemed like a good compromise.)

But I suppose it wouldn’t be our anniversary if something wasn’t forgotten, and today, having properly looked in the mirror for the first since Thursday, I realized I had forgotten to shave to the extent that even the Man of La Mancha production would have sent me home . . .

Happy New Year Everyone!

I think I’m going to keep it simple today and leave any pensive musings for next week.

I’ll Talk To You Later

Originally I was going to write something longer (and honestly, not that festive), but L’s mother is waiting for me to wrap this up, and I think my holiday is better spent with her than here.

Happy Holidays!

That’s Supposed To Happen Tonight

After two days of dealing with one flood/water related issue after another, I’m taking the day off before the rains start again.

Not Out Of The (Flooded) Woods Quite Yet

My son: It’s important to remember that the flooding is even higher for some people, so it could have been a lot worse here!

Me: That is absolutely true! But if we continue to get more rain before the waters have time to recede, it could still get worse here.

Now If I Ever Called Her Miss Piggy, On The Other Hand, I Might Actually Find Myself In A World Of Hurt

I’m always perplexed when (as I did with yesterday’s post) I get a response with some variation on the “I’ll bet she didn’t like that you said that!” theme, so here are a couple of quick points:

#1. I would never knowingly post something involving L’s Mother that she didn’t approve of.

#2. I’ve got a pretty good feel on what she finds funny and what she doesn’t, and her response to what I said yesterday was a giggle and a proud “I’m a Muppet!”.

#3. Even if she didn’t like it, what’s she going to do to me? She’s only got those little felt arms . . .

All Clear

As predicted, the storm here was very mild, and all is well. The worst damage that occurred was to my toe when I misjudged the placement of something I’d moved inside, and even that should be cleared up in another few days.

Because We Do

I’m busy today doing the by-the-numbers prep for the incoming hurricane. Confidence is high that we’re just going to get a little wind and rain, but I never get tired of saying we take every tropical system seriously in this house.

My Thought Process For The Day

Let’s see . . . I could do a light-hearted entry to let people know that I’m feeling a little better today, or I could do something more introspective to let them know that I’m still processing the news I learned last week.

. . . Or I could say what I just said to myself and cover all the bases.

I Hope That’s Understandable

About yesterday’s post . . .

Just to clear up any ambiguity, yesterday I received some unexpected news regarding an unexpected death. Maybe I’ll talk about it more in the future, and maybe I won’t; the only thing I’m sure of at the moment is that I’m not going to say anything more here about it today.