Alright, alright, so it’s been awhile…
So sue me. Seriously. Go ahead. Sue me. I’d be happy to win a judgement against you for a frivolous lawsuit and take your house.
Some random stuff:
1. I’ve lived in this house for nearly 12 years, and we never got water in the basement until we carpeted it. I am currently running the shop vac, trying to keep on top of the water soaking my carpeting, while my husband is out on innumerable calls. He works for a company that has a contract to maintain the pump houses on Chicago’s expressways. I called him to see when he’d be home (secretly hoping it’d be soon, so he could take care of the basement water situation), and he informed me that he would be out for a very long time, probably all night, and that he was just at a flooded viaduct where search and rescue had to be called, because there’s a car trapped, and they’re reasonably sure there’s somebody trapped. That makes my water-logged carpeting seem like a very minor problem.
2. I’m leaving for Florida on Friday morning. I wrote an essay about my favorite piece of Florida for a class last semester, and I just published it on Newsvine (you all should REALLY join Newsvine. I’ll send you invites. Just let me know). You can read it HERE. Please leave comments. And join Newsvine. I am the Newsvine Drinking Contest Queen, two times running. And while some of you might not think that’s something to toot my damn horn about, that’s your problem. I’m tooting. Toot! Toot!
3. Um… I don’t have a 3.
While I’m in Florida, I will do my best to “borrow” the wireless connection of the guy who lives above my parents condo. It involves me sitting on the floor of the hallway, but I’ll do it. Because I’m addicted to the internet, mostly. But I’ll do it for you. I’ll try to be good and post some pics of the vacation. My husband is actually willing to set aside his hatred for Florida and come with us this year, so we’ll have fun. He and I have a running gin rummy tournament going (I’m so beating him).
I wish I were being better about posting on my ole blog here. There’s something awfully annoying about the way life cuts in on my blogging time. And Newsvine. I’m addicted to Newsvine. And you should be, too.