This was supposed to be a post about Crisana’s 5-year portrait session yesterday, but Searsphoto.com has not uploaded our session yet.
I was going to write about how the Mavericks and Rangers both finally won last night, but I know most of my readers a) either know that already, or 2) don’t care about sports.
Today is the graduation campout for Trey’s Cub Scout pack. Weather predictions have major storm action occurring anywhere between 11 P.M tonight and 10 A.M. Sunday with “high winds (up to 70 m.p.h.), heavy rains, localized flooding, and lightning” a strong possibility. Watching timecast on the news last night has a blob of green-then-yellow-then-red-then-PURPLE-then-BLACK-then-omgwhite! moving through north Texas between midnight and 6A.M. Somehow the idea of weathering a storm like that in a TENT doesn’t sound fun…or even remotely safe, though it would make for great storytelling. So we’re going to make it a day trip. A late-night day trip. Knowing our luck, we’ll be driving home as the storm hits, but at least we’ll be warm and dry.
*sigh* So there you have it. Life as we know it. Crazy. Unpredictable. Busy.
And with that, I must go. I’ve got a cooler to pack.
As if you actually packed the cooler!
You were supposed to make lunches, idiot!
Now, where did my %&#$ Sarcasma tablets go?
Yeah, like you packed the cooler by yourself.
What-everrrrrrrrrr (placing big “w” sign on forehead)
If you would leave the %^#@! pantry alone and not move EVERYTHING I would not need your help. As if you really helped anyway.
It’s called “ORGANIZATION.” A concept you should look into.
And, you’re right. I didn’t help. I was a “consultant” to the cooler packing. Just try doing a job without a consultant and you’ll see what a non-help I was.
WHERE ARE THOSE BLASTED SARCASMA TABLETS!!!