Yeah, so you know your day is going to be a total suckfest when you open your car door and find all the stuff that is usually inside the armrest compartment sitting in the driver's seat. And the Red Bull Beanie Baby (cause I am a fiery Taurus) that usually sleeps beneath the stereo is thrown against the stick shift. Nothing was stolen. Apparently, the person who ransacked my car does not appreciate my taste for Broadway soundtracks and 80's compilations. Or they could not find my CD's mixed among the Poptart and Payday wrappers. See Mrs CB? Being a little messy is a good thing.
On the flip side of criminal activity, I bought a bootleg copy of a recent production and it arrived yesterday. It makes me feel kinda dirty, but it's okay. I like it.
It's snowing again. Another clipper. (I know theholyinnocent
...electoral armageddon.) We are expecting another 4-6" as well as ice in Saturday. I hope it is shitty out that day. We are hosting poker and I really don't want to. However, if it's nice, I will be making chili and jalapeno cornbread. And margaritas.
Finally, my big guy, Smokey, has an eye infection. That's right folks, we have a pussy pussy in the house. When the wife gets home, we are taking him to the vet. Poor guy. And he is the only one in the house that is really watching the
inagural parade. Nice to see W decided to go with the limo. Pussy!
ETA: Happy Birthday, eclecticfan