Heat

I can't stand this freaking heat and humidity. I need to move to Alaska. That would suit me just fine.
Well I'm not in Philly........won't be going there until September. Yee-Haw. Hopefully it won't be 90+ degrees when I'm there. That would not be good.

Scott & Wendy finally returned from Mississippi........Wendy's been gone for a month and Scott for 2! Saturday I trotted over and had a few drinks, played some cards, won, and left. hehehe.

Sunday they came here for dinner and more cards. Wendy and I lost. Crap. Oh well, we did hold the title for the past 7 months I believe. I'm sure we'll get it back before Scott leaves again on Friday. It is GREAT to have them home!

Turmoil in the cycling world............Floyd's doing drugs! oh boy. Big deal. What a bunch of sissys. If you can't win on your own then stay out of the freaking race you knuckleheads.

Stay cool.

back to reality

The 4 day weekend was spectacular! I hit the KOP mall, bought some MUCH NEEDED clothes and shoes (not a word any of you....) then to the Wachovia center I went. Madonna was great. I sang, danced and drank all night. Unfortunately I wore jeans because it's normally freezing in those places, but unbeknownst to me she has this aversion to air conditioning so it was steamy as shit in there. I was dying, but I got over it.

Friday.......after a nice long nap.......bunko! I was the last to have the baby in my posession so I won $5. Not bad.

I spent Saturday and Sunday at the pool with the nieces. They wore me out. First of all, I get there Saturday under the assumption it's going to be me, cal, riley & maggie. Nope. It's me, cal, riley, maggie, greg and his 3 kids and a friend of one of the kids. Then....another one arrives with his kid in tow. (there are now 7 kids and ME in the pool) They wore me out. We had a great time. I had buckets of water being dumped on me two at a time while I'm trying to tow Riley around by hand.

The Kessel's came over for dinner Saturday and I promptly fell asleep on the couch when we came in from eating. Great hostess huh? I did get up for ice cream though! Reeser's.......peanutbutter yogurt this week. Awesome, I had it twice. oink oink

Back to work today. My stomach hurt. I think I'm getting an ulcer.
I'll be in Philly for 2-3 weeks. I'm going to need therapy.

3 Day Work Weeks

I think the work week should be 3 days, not 5. This is my 2nd consecutive week of working only 3 days and I love it! Don't get me wrong, the moron factor still drives me crazy, but I haven't freaked out yet this week! Yeah, I know, there's still time tomorrow for flipping out.

July 4th weekend was nice, lots of parties, food, drinks, games, lots of fun. Monday we went to see DaVinci Code with the Kessel's. Good movie. Hot theater. The 'bijou' had an AC malfunction and there was no airconditioning. (Let me remind you my house is 68-70 all year long, i HATE heat, AND it was 90some % humidity in a packed theater.) I think i need to see it again because i was fidgiting the first hour trying to cool off. Stinkery.

On the agenda for this week/weekend:

Thursday I'm heading down to Philly for a concert, Friday I'll drive back and head to Bunko.....always a good time. Saturday I'll recover for most of the morning and part of the afternoon, then out with my favorite cousin and my boyfriend (her husband). He's really not my boyfriend but we've been calling him that for years.

Sunday I'll relax hopefully, maybe swim, and contemplate how to squeeze in another 3 day work week before I head off to Philadelphia for a week. Speaking of Philadelphia, anyone want to ride down with me on the train and be my caddy? I pay well. I don't have any idea how I'm going to schlep a weeks worth of clothes on a train! No way. Plus the lapper (don't leave home without it), shoes, SHOES! Shoes alone are going to be a separate bag! Oh this is going to take some planning...

New Word

My new favorite word........'stinkery'.
My neice Riley loves to tell everyone (every 5 minutes) that she left a stinker, even when she didn't. So.......we're sitting at the Kessel's enjoying some grub and she didn't want her last piece of something on her plate and I asked if she was done and she looked at me in the most serious manner and says 'yes, that one is stinkery'. I just about died laughing. She used it as an adjective! She kills me.

After the grub fest and a few drinks, I got roped into playing badminton in the wet grass. I announced the following rules as I walked onto the court: "I'm not running and I'm not diving for anything." We still kicked ass. As I said to Mike, "just because I'm skinny and lazy doesn't mean I can't play badminton".
After the win I attempted to leave the court and little Gussy (5'5") makes me play a second game. Me and Mike vs. Don and Steve. I thought it was never going to end. They beat us up pretty good. Good game guys!

The funniest match was the skinny guys (Mike and Don) vs. the fat guys (Steve and Uncle John). It was a good match but I think the teams may have been slightly unbalanced.

I think I'm going to be sore tomorrow.