Meg...
...Hey, remember last week, the 19th anniversary of the Chernobyl nuclear explosion?That was also my 19th (and last) wedding anniversary. Same day... Two world-class disasters...
Well, we weren’t married on that date but I’d bet money that Vex was downwind of it at the time. That would explain so much.
On September 2nd, SwissAir Flight 111 crashed, nineteen counties in Wisconsin and two in New York flooded, two different hurricanes hit Saint Lucia and North Carolina, a typhoon hit Korea, 150 white miners slaughtered 28 Chinese co-workers, the Union Army entered Atlanta, Star Trek aired it’s last episode and I believed Vex when he promised to love honor and cherish me, in sickness and in health etc.
I wanted to take a moment to mention some blogs that I have found that have mentioned mine. I don’t know these people nor have I ever emailed them (at least not to my knowledge) but they thought enough of my blog to add a link to it on their own blog so I thought I would return the favor.
Once again, if I knew how to post them in a list off to the side, I would, but I don’t know how...yet.
Anyway, here they are:
http://wakinguphorny.blogspot.com/
http://discombobul8ted.blogspot.com/
http://www.thechuckster.com/
http://akosblue.blogspot.com/
On those blogs, mine is pretty easily found. On the following blog...not so much. But here it is anyway:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/ariadne034/
There have been websites that have had links to my blog on, but that is usually temporary, like the Cruel.com thing, I think that lasted for a month. Oddly, various attorneys have had a link to my site posted with very little, if any, reasoning behind it. There was one who’s site was called something like “Manhattan Divorce Attorney”. A link to my blog was there with the following quote regarding Vex:
“He is a man with no enemies but intensely disliked by his friends.”
Whatever.
I went to Starbucks the other day to get a cup of coffee and I realized that for a few bucks more, I could buy a pound of coffee and have a bunch of it. So I bought some Ethiopian blend and I feel like having some. Through the magic of computers, it shouldn’t take me long at all. BRB.
Wow, that was fast, wasn’t it? I am sitting here at my desk with a nice hot cup of Ethiopian coffee. It’s very good. I didn’t even know that the Ethiopians were known for their coffee. Oh, I wanted to let any cops that might be out there know that I listened to the nice officer who stayed after the rest of the department left. He took the time to show me the weaknesses in my door and give me some ideas of how I could make the house more secure. I hate it when patients don’t listen to what I tell them, especially considering I tell them to do things that are for their own good. It’s a waste of my time and theirs if they aren’t going to listen. I could find someone who WILL listen to me. Well, I will give that cop the same respect I would want. He didn’t waste his time giving me advice. I secured the doors with locks that go into the 2X4, not just the decorative wood. I had special lighting installed (All I had to do was tell my story and smile, bit I DID get it done.) and next I am going to get some alarms that have mercury switches or something like that. I don’t remember the name of them but that description should do it for me. I can’t make the place Fort Knox but I can do better than just the dog. Especially since the dog didn’t bark once during the entire episode, not even at any of the well armed cops that swept through my house, room by room.
The dog happens to be lying at my feet for the moment. I don’t want him to spend anymore time in the crate than he has to so I picked up EVERYTHING except the furniture (Somehow he did manage to move the coffee table.) and shut the door to every room in the house that I could. He was bugging me so I stood next to the crate and opened the door. He turned around, walked back into the kitchen and laid down at the desk like I had been trying to get him to do for the last 10 minutes. The fool knew what I wanted, he just wanted to be contrary. He follows me around from room to room like a seeing eye dog follows his master. I stop, he stops. I go, he goes. You might think he had been trained to do that if you saw it but I can’t make him stop doing it.
Well, I just realized that it is after 8 o’clock so I think I will try and see if I can get ready in time to go play trivia with some friends. Have a good evening!
Meg
...Hey, remember last week, the 19th anniversary of the Chernobyl nuclear explosion?That was also my 19th (and last) wedding anniversary. Same day... Two world-class disasters...
Well, we weren’t married on that date but I’d bet money that Vex was downwind of it at the time. That would explain so much.
On September 2nd, SwissAir Flight 111 crashed, nineteen counties in Wisconsin and two in New York flooded, two different hurricanes hit Saint Lucia and North Carolina, a typhoon hit Korea, 150 white miners slaughtered 28 Chinese co-workers, the Union Army entered Atlanta, Star Trek aired it’s last episode and I believed Vex when he promised to love honor and cherish me, in sickness and in health etc.
I wanted to take a moment to mention some blogs that I have found that have mentioned mine. I don’t know these people nor have I ever emailed them (at least not to my knowledge) but they thought enough of my blog to add a link to it on their own blog so I thought I would return the favor.
Once again, if I knew how to post them in a list off to the side, I would, but I don’t know how...yet.
Anyway, here they are:
http://wakinguphorny.blogspot.com/
http://discombobul8ted.blogspot.com/
http://www.thechuckster.com/
http://akosblue.blogspot.com/
On those blogs, mine is pretty easily found. On the following blog...not so much. But here it is anyway:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/ariadne034/
There have been websites that have had links to my blog on, but that is usually temporary, like the Cruel.com thing, I think that lasted for a month. Oddly, various attorneys have had a link to my site posted with very little, if any, reasoning behind it. There was one who’s site was called something like “Manhattan Divorce Attorney”. A link to my blog was there with the following quote regarding Vex:
“He is a man with no enemies but intensely disliked by his friends.”
Whatever.
I went to Starbucks the other day to get a cup of coffee and I realized that for a few bucks more, I could buy a pound of coffee and have a bunch of it. So I bought some Ethiopian blend and I feel like having some. Through the magic of computers, it shouldn’t take me long at all. BRB.
Wow, that was fast, wasn’t it? I am sitting here at my desk with a nice hot cup of Ethiopian coffee. It’s very good. I didn’t even know that the Ethiopians were known for their coffee. Oh, I wanted to let any cops that might be out there know that I listened to the nice officer who stayed after the rest of the department left. He took the time to show me the weaknesses in my door and give me some ideas of how I could make the house more secure. I hate it when patients don’t listen to what I tell them, especially considering I tell them to do things that are for their own good. It’s a waste of my time and theirs if they aren’t going to listen. I could find someone who WILL listen to me. Well, I will give that cop the same respect I would want. He didn’t waste his time giving me advice. I secured the doors with locks that go into the 2X4, not just the decorative wood. I had special lighting installed (All I had to do was tell my story and smile, bit I DID get it done.) and next I am going to get some alarms that have mercury switches or something like that. I don’t remember the name of them but that description should do it for me. I can’t make the place Fort Knox but I can do better than just the dog. Especially since the dog didn’t bark once during the entire episode, not even at any of the well armed cops that swept through my house, room by room.
The dog happens to be lying at my feet for the moment. I don’t want him to spend anymore time in the crate than he has to so I picked up EVERYTHING except the furniture (Somehow he did manage to move the coffee table.) and shut the door to every room in the house that I could. He was bugging me so I stood next to the crate and opened the door. He turned around, walked back into the kitchen and laid down at the desk like I had been trying to get him to do for the last 10 minutes. The fool knew what I wanted, he just wanted to be contrary. He follows me around from room to room like a seeing eye dog follows his master. I stop, he stops. I go, he goes. You might think he had been trained to do that if you saw it but I can’t make him stop doing it.
Well, I just realized that it is after 8 o’clock so I think I will try and see if I can get ready in time to go play trivia with some friends. Have a good evening!
Meg
posted by Meg Kelso | 6:02 PM
3 Comments:
I rule.
Thanks for the link back to Waking Up Horny, Meg.
Actually you did email me once. You were posting your phone number for only 5 minutes one day, but dog-gone-it, I missed it.
Anyway, love your blog, I check it often and I hope others do too.
Hi Meg, I like the way your blog grows and changes. Hope it reflects the way things are improving in your life.
I just found this blog - Under the Wagon by Karla, a rock DJ and comedy writer in Chicago. It is a great nights reading regarding sex & alcohol!
best2u, -Marc
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