Sunday Saying

"We are going to relentlessly chase perfection, knowing full well we will not catch it, because nothing is perfect.  But we are going to relentlessly chase it, because in the process we will catch excellence.  I am not remotely interested in just being good."

  -  Vince Lombardi  (Green Bay Packers legendary coach)

I need a vacay.....

OK, so this week has been flying.  And I do mean that literally!  I would love to say that *yeah the weekend is here*, however that is sooooo not the case for this biatch.  I'm working until Monday morning......good times.  I just keep telling myself that all of this overtime will buy lots o' car parts for my project.  ;)

So to everyone else who is reveling in their weekend plans..............cheers!

Sunday Saying

Well, I guess this is actually "Monday Morning Saying"....sorry.  

"If he's here, who's running Hell?!"

   -  VanWilder movie (*love* Ryan Reynolds)   ;)

Water shmater.....who needs it?!

This morning I got Miss Priss off to school in our usual fashion (see yesterday's post) and then came home to start a fabulous day off.  I'm getting ready to hop in the shower and guess what?! Nothing, nada, zip......seemed pretty crazy to me since we just used it not even 30 minutes prior!  So, of course I have to run from bathroom to bathroom to kitchen to mudroom....you get the nuthut crazy picture that I'm painting here?!  AND lo and behold, no water............anywhere.

So, the world is my oyster thought process quickly has dwindled to the world is my shit sandwich and I am taking a big bite.  Mind you, the city was prompt about it (sarcasm) and finally showed up with a crew around 1300.  

Our water meter is actually located in the neighbor's yard inside their privacy fence.  So, the workers were really happy to hear about that....not so much.  Next thing I know, I have neighbors coming over to see if I have inadvertantly left a hose on or something.  Apparently they were considering building an ark.  

I have lived in this house for 10 years and have NEVER seen this much standing water in this neighborhood ever.  Not even through hurricanes, but I digress.  So, the workers place this sump in and run the discharge hose along my driveway and into the street (in theory).  Now my yard is beginning to look like Schlitterbahn (you Texas peeps know what I'm getting at).  I think I actually had the beginning of a wave pool....try not to be jealous!  Oh and there is fabulous sediment flowing from this hose also.....more good times.  

Cliff's notes version.....I finally have water (2200) and can take a shower soon!  Yea!  Bad news.....they left all of that nasty sediment (ie mud) at the end of my driveway.....I'm not kidding it's pretty bad.  It's Jeep mud bad  :(  So, I guess I know what I'll be doing on my next set of days off.  I need to get a cabana boy to handle that crap......  :)

Update

My friend is doing well.....still out of it a bit....gotta love Versed.  It is the nectar of the gods that's all I have to say about that!  So hugs to her and a bit of advice.....better living through pharmaceuticals  ;)

Bouquet

Well, here's another sleep deprived post for ya!  

So, my friend was having a procedure done this morning with the surgery department at the hospital which is literally in my driveway.  Of course, said procedure was scheduled for 0630 this morning, so we took this opportunity to have a slumber party (she lives about 30 minutes away).  Oh yea, did I also mention that we didn't stop talking trash and looking up pics of Brad Pitt, Ryan Reynolds, Robert Redford (you get the idea) until 0230 this morning?!  :0  Right.................so, apparently we have resorted back to being 12.

Now, onto our fabulous morning......she shleps over there promptly at 0620.  Guess what, there is knocking at my door approximately 10 minutes later.  Well, anesthesia decided to reschedule her until 0900 and since that executive decision occurred at about 0300 this morning, they opted to not call.  So, good times.

Oh and Miss Priss didn't go to sleep last night until 2330, so she was in rare form this morning.  I just went with the "avert the eyes" method of coping.  As long as we don't make eye contact or have lengthy verbal discussion, arguments can be avoided.  Having two non-morning people in the same house *can* lead to bloodshed.  

So, here's on getting MP ready for school went:

MP:  Uuuuuuuuuughhhhhhhhhhhh (blankets over head)

Me:  Come on lil MP, who's my favorite chicken nugget.....come on lil pumpkin

MP:  I don't wanna wear those clothes! (whining)

Me:  Yeah well it's better than going naked which is what will be happening unless you get your crack out of bed....

MP:  You don't even like me (whining)

Me:  Yes I do, they told me I had to when we left the hospital together......it's in the mother-daughter contract

MP:  I hate these underwear!!!!!!! (whining with some yelling)

(now successfully dressed and trying to brush hair....also known as the 5th dimension of Hell)

MP:  Put the spray in!  You're killing me!

Me:  No, we've already passed that critical stage.....I think you may actually live this morning....let's be optimistic.

MP:  FINE!  But I'm not wearing that headband.  I want the one that's in the camper.

(sidenote:  camper is a pop-up.....it is not currently "popped up".....oh and we're running late......at this point it would have been quicker to dig to China and make a fabulous purple headband myself)

Me:  Well, that's not happening, so sawwwwrrry.

MP:  (dirty chicken eye look)

By the way, she did make it to school unscathed and we parted with very cute "love you's"....so all is well.  It's funny that as I read back over that, it is almost exactly the same every school day......hmm  interesting how that works.  ;)

So, now my friend is back at the hospital and good to go and I'm now watching my goddaughter (K).  Very chilled whenever she is at my house, so bonus for me.  Because "dontchaknow" it's trash day.  So, I whip back the privacy gate that crosses my driveway just in time to see 2 people ripping small branches (with flowers) off of my hibiscus plants.  WTF?!  I think I may have actually said that in retrospect, but whatever.  Do I look like frickin' FTD?!  So they move on from my yard (with flowers in hand) and one of them ducks into my neighbor's yard and plucks a couple of roses off of one of his bushes.  At this point, I walk up to the "fine young gentleman" and say, "ya know, they sell these at HEB for like $4!  I mean seriously?!"  So, I don't know who the recipient was of this ghetto bouquet, but it almost cost him his life!  :)

Messing with my hibiscus can also contribute to bloodshed.  Gotta love job security!  :)