We’ve been home from vacation for a week and I’m still trying to get caught up on everything, in real life and in cyberspace. Seems like being disconnected and gone for a couple of weeks tends to puts you in chicken-with-its-head-cut-off mode. But don’t worry, I have no intention of squawking at you.
One thing I’m already done with is this hotter-than-the-hinges-of-hell weather Mother Nature has been throwing our way. Here’s what the next 10 days looks like here (including a Heat Advisory for today putting the high’s past 100 degrees):
That image I grabbed yesterday morning, then last night around 11pm I grabbed this image:
If we don’t end up in the typical ‘pocket’ (where the rand and/or thunderstorms go every where around us and not actually over us) we might get lucky and see the temps drop below 80 for Friday like you see in the second graphic. But I’m not holding my breath.
Mother Nature is not one of my favorite people this year.
Yesterday it was steamy (today will be even steamier) and apparently the thermostat in our capitol, Harrisburg, was acting all wonky as noted by our weather monitor:
Princess Nagger thought it was hilarious – she even had to stick her arm out the back door to see if it really was 19-degrees. It wasn’t. More like 91. What’s even funnier is the graphic icon denotes mixed snow and rain for Wednesday and Friday – and Wednesday’s high of 95 with a low of 118. Yeah, wonky. But a source of entertainment.
Moving on… I love when you’re talking to people and mention your blog they look at you like you’ve suddenly grown antennae or a third eye. It probably doesn’t help that the hubby refers to it as ‘sitting on (my) ass all day’. Ahem. Which is why I’m looking forward to taking my fat ass to BlogHer for the first time this year – so I can hang out with like-minded people who get it.
If any of you awesome readers are planning on going to BlogHer this year, let me know – I’d love to share a glass of wine or coffee with you. And my buddies (and roommates) Anne from Small Town Mommy and Elle from Blue Monkey Butt would probably like to meet you too. I might have to ply them with wine first, though, they’re shy like me. We’ll be the Shy Trio.
Speaking of awesome readers, someone amazing out there nominated me for a prestigious award – the 2012 BlogLuxe Awards Smile Awards:
I am so humbled by the nomination – you’ve put me with some bigger than life bloggers and totally made my day. Voting is happening now until Sunday (July 22nd) – you can only vote once per day, but every vote counts and I would be so honored if you would do that for me. It’s a huge honor to be nominated, so whoever you are that nominated me, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Speaking of voting… I completely forgot that I have an entry in the Dibs On My Ribs contest – if you have a minute, feel free to vote for my Rib Recipe. It’s one of the ones submitted the week of 6/17/2012 and you have to scroll down really far to find it, but here’s what it looks like on that page:
I finally got around to downloading the bazillion vacation pictures I took while on our road trip – but still have to go through and figure out which ones to share, so please be patient with me. They’ll be worth the wait.
Meanwhile, if you ever do decide to go visit Mount Rushmore in your travels, be sure to bring a can opener. I know, that’s an unusual instrument to bring to a tourist spot, right? Unless you get parked in by an asshat like I did there:
That’s my car on the right and Asshat’s on the left. I suppose I should be grateful that they actually had to get out of their vehicle before pulling into that spot to fold my side mirror in so theirs wouldn’t hit it on the way past. But come on, really? He couldn’t find an alternate space any where (since the guy to the left of him had also parked a bit close to the line like I did).
Oh, and I forgot to mention – the hubby and I parked our cars in the furthest available spaces away from the entrance so our dogs wouldn’t get annoyed by annoying people in the parking lot. Obviously not far enough away from asshats.
How on god’s green earth did he expect me to get in? My passenger seat was stacked with stuff (since Princess Nagger had opted to sit in the back seat with Rolex since the sun was less annoying than it is in the front seat when she was trying to create creatures in Spore on her laptop) so I had to ungracefully climb over the stuff in the passenger seat to get to the driver seat to back out. I was fuming.
And so tempted to pull a Carrie Underwood on him (you know, from her Before He Cheats song) and accidentally on purpose have my key gain some paint color on the end of it. But I didn’t. I took the high road. But of course blogged about it and left his license plate plainly visible.
That’s enough for this week – I apologize for not making the rounds last week like I thought I would, I was (and am) still trying to readjust back to the Eastern time vs. Pacific time and trying so very hard not to stay up until 3am and sleep until 11am. I’m naturally a morning person, so sleeping late isn’t conducive to getting anything done. Thank you for your patience.
Link up, hop around and most importantly have fun.
Keeping the random alive in Keely’s stead – feel free to snag a badge and play along – one for my wino friends:
And one for my non-wino friends:
Once again I’m hopping aboard this fun friendly train – if you’re traveling on the train, be sure to leave your link so I can follow you back!
More Tuesday hops – if you’re stopping by here from there, please do me a favor and follow via LinkyFollowers – since I was robbed of my GFC followers when the cads at Goggle decided to boycott non-Blogger blogs.