Some Slightly Sarcastic Tuesday Tidbits

Isn't alliteration an amazing thing? It just makes everything sound so superb. I'll stop now.

Did you enjoy my thrilling post about meal planning? I know . . . it brought your life to a place of completion. You. Are. Welcome.

Right now the news is talking about people that drive slowly in the left lane. Isn't that one of the most irritating things in the world? People if you're going to drive slowly (or the speed limit) move over. Not that I ever speed.

The other day, I was talking to Patrick about something funny that happened to us once upon a time. At the time, I was thinking, "That would make a great blog post". Wish I remembered what we were talking about. I just asked Patrick, "What were we talking about the other day that was funny . . . you know, that happened to us . . . you know, that was funny?". He just looked at me like I was crazy. This is happening more and more frequently. If I remember, I'll write it. If not neither of us will ever know what you've missed.

Have I told y'all that I'm running fumes by the end of the school day? As if you coulnd't tell. Do you see how I just spelled couldn't? My point is made. I think part of the problem is the heat. It should be against the law for the temperature to reach 113, much less at the end of August.

Fortunately, the end of the week looks to be cooler. Like around 98. I may break out the parka and the snow boots. I kid. I'll wait until it's at least 75 for that kind of foolishness.

Today, I got kind of annoyed. I so rarely get annoyed that it only happens in days that end in "y". I'll save you the effort. All days end in "y". Anyway, I had another adoptive parent (that I've only had contact with through email and very little at that) basically tell me that we should've picked another country besides Bulgaria because according to her sources, it would be at least 3.5 years before we saw a referral. She thinks she's the queen of adoption stats. Courtney! That was ugly! Still it annoyed me. I don't want to wait 3.5 years. Heck, I don't want to wait 12 months. But wait we will until we receive a referral. So na-na-boo-boo. There's more to that. I used to get in trouble for saying it when I was little. I'm much more mature than that now.

I think I should probably stop writing. I'm in a sarcastic smart-alec sort of mood. I'll blame the heat. It gets the blame for everything else.

Hope you have a wonderful whimsical Wednesday everyone.