For the first time in a long time, I awoke on the dawn of the new year with no headache and no fuzzy tongue. I'm really disappointed I missed the neighbor's party, but it was refreshing not to have to pop handfuls of asprin all day.
I'm getting old. No. Wait. I AM old. I'm enjoying feeling healthy more than complaining about a hangover. So long youth.
So today I've been cleaning the long-neglected house. Not just shoving clutter into closets, but dusting and polishing and washing. The Senator doesn't particularly enjoy days like these because his room often comes under fire. The Governor, however, seems to like our quarterly Hyper-Cleaning Day. Perhaps too much. He just informed me that if the house didn't smell "sweet and refreshing" when his dad got home from work, there was "going to be some trouble around here."
Only 14 more years until I can kick his dictatorial little bottom out of the house.
Posted by Cathy at January 1, 2006 02:56 PMShalom and Happy New Year Cathy,
What's going on with M.A.W.B. Squad? Have y'all gone intentionally dark or is it just the holiday crunch (I'm hoping for the latter)
B'shalom,
Jeff Hess
Posted by: Jeff Hess at January 1, 2006 04:01 PMHappy New Year, Jeff!
The MAWB Squad suffers from double-blog burnout. Most of us are having a tough enough time keeping our original sites fresh. Others are even too busy to post at one site.
Of course, the official press release will state that we are taking our world domination plans underground. If you can keep a secret, we are infiltrating the Freemasons to crush their control over the world's supply. Next on our agenda: dominating the yellowcake blackmarket.
Mum's the word.
Thanks for checking in on us!
Posted by: Cathy at January 1, 2006 07:05 PM