This just in: Daylight Savings Time Sucks Pond Water. I mean, I do love that the sun sets ‘later’ in the evening, but why don’t we just ‘Save’ Daylight year ’round instead of only part of the year? Then we wouldn’t have to deal with losing that precious hour every year…and the sun would then still be setting later in the evening, wouldn’t it? Makes sense to me…and obviously to the places that don’t observe any kind of ‘time’ change to ‘save’ daylight… 🙂
Apparently the Princess Nagger’s ‘dispenser’ is broken…at least that’s her story when she copped an attitude the other day:
Me: “You need to dispense with the attitude!”
PN: “I can’t – my dispenser is broken because there’s a piece of candy stuck in it so it won’t work and I won’t ever eat that candy again!”
OhhKaay… Moving on…
I’ve mentioned before that my hubby is the Absent Minded Professor…he gets lost in his own world
of thought more often than not. We all do, of course, but not so much so that we leave cupboard doors or drawers hanging open after we’ve gotten what we need out of them. Or at least not those of us who have a touch of OCD. 😉 I can always tell if hubby has had a midnight jaunt to the kitchen…there will invariably be a cupboard door hanging open, or the silverware drawer is still open…and then the kitchen sink, which I left empty and clean the night before, will be sporting evidence of his midnight snack – an empty cereal bowl with a spoon, or just a spoon if he was eating ice cream directly from the carton. He’s lucky he has a fast metabolism – his midnight snacks tend to be a fairly regular gig! 😉
Speaking of gigs…up until a few years ago, my hubby played in a band that had gigs a couple of times a month – they played mostly Old Time Rock’n’Roll and New Country, so they did participate in some unique gigs. Like the Equestrian one. All horse lovers congregated in one location – with their horses. This was a really big deal, because I’ve mentioned in passing that my hubby is afraid of horses…I mean seriously afraid. When he was a small child, he was giving a sugar cube to a horse once – but no one told him to feed the horse that sugar cube from his open palm…so instead, he attempted to give the sugar cube to the horse via his finger tips…we all know what happened then, don’t we? He got bit by the horse. Unintentionally, of course, but bit just the same. So ever since then he’s been afraid of horses. I laugh when we drive past a pasture with horses in it, because he’ll hit the automatic locks on the door – while we’re driving past – just in case. Just in case of what? In case they jump over the fence to attack. Yep, that’s what’s in his mind.
But back to that Equestrian gig – picture it…it’s like a huge campground for horses and their owners – every ‘campsite’ had a horse and/or a trailer with a horse. The horses were everywhere. We went for a walk before the gig was to start, and we had to make sure we walked on the opposite side of the path from where the horses were…and since they were pretty much on both sides, we had to walk in a zig-zag. I gave him such a hard time – especially when one of the horses snorted…he asked “What kind of a sound do horses make before they attack?” I don’t think I ever laughed so hard… Then of course he thought it was suspicious they kept shaking their heads and swishing their tails…I told him if he had flies buzzing around his face and butt, he’d be doing the same thing…
When we were visiting our friends in Louisiana last summer, the subject of my hubby’s fear of horses came up…particularly since his new GPS took us on a route through major horse territory on the trip down. He thought it was a conspiracy, that someone had hacked into his GPS to make sure our route was filled with nothing but the sight of horses. Our friends have a neighbor who owns a horse, so they talked hubby into facing his fears and at least petting the horse – and they even had him talked into sitting on the horse so we could get a picture. But unfortunately, that friend didn’t like to get up before noon – and with our kids getting up at 6am every day during our vacation week down there, we were already off and running by noon, so we never got to meet him and his horse. But we have plans to get hubby on a horse this summer when we go back for our annual visit. It’s gonna happen. 😉
And for my final shot of randomness… My hubby has a genius I.Q. – but for some reason, he severely lacks in the ‘common sense’ area…how can someone so ‘genius’ lack the basics of ‘common sense’? Doesn’t make sense to me… 😉
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