Tuesday, March 25, 2014
I haven’t forgotten you guys. I’m still around. I don’t know why I’ve let Miss Begotten go stagnant for so long. I’m busy, yes, but not THAT busy. And a little bit lazy sometimes, but not THAT lazy. Maybe I HAVE said about everything I have to say? Nah, that can’t be it. I just need for the spirit to move me, I guess. And it will. Eventually.
It snowed today. Again. Do you know how sick I am of snow? I’m at the point where I’d almost rather take on the Zombie Apocalypse than put up with one more inch of snow. Little Miss Pixie Rue is sick and tired of snow, too. She hates stepping her dainty little feet in snow, and she absolutely will not squat her little butt down in it. It’s been a challenge this Winter finding her some dry pee-pee spots that meet her approval. Thank God for her favorite spot in front of the patio door where she can bask in her sunbeam (photo, alas, not taken today). That makes her happy.
We get these teaser days when it’s over 70 degrees, and then 2 days later, it’s freakin’ snowing. I swear, I truly believe that this is going to keep on ‘til July. Maybe August. By then, I’ll NEED some zombies to beat up and take my frustration out on.
I’m still scratching my head over the lost Malaysian airliner. How on earth does a gigantic airplane with over 200 people onboard suddenly go incommunicado and fly 3500 miles off course and vanish without a trace? It’s mind-boggling.
I’m working way harder than I want to be working. And sometimes I’m afraid I’ll have to keep right on doing it ‘til I croak. Who the hell can afford to retire in this fragile, uncertain economy? I like my job; I just don’t want to be working as hard as I do. And I like my boss. I’m old enough to be his mother, but we have a terrific working relationship. We laugh all the time, so it’s a great environment. I just wish he could pay me more. A LOT more.
Oh, well. Somebody bring me some nasty old zombies to terrorize. Another snow day and I might even volunteer to be their queen.