Who Are You?

We canceled our trip to Cleveland late on Thursday when the weather oujis predicted a mix of wintry slop for the 700 mile round trip. No thank you. Who knows when we can get it rescheduled? And who is that Who person anyway and why does he/she know so much? And shouldn’t they be practicing for the big halftime show?

The Who – Who Are You
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JgWQ1erBnMo

Renee’s pains are more floating than nagging this week. Yes, I know I reported that she reported that they were gone but they didn’t completely disappear. They’re just poking about like that strange button on facebook. What purpose does that function serve? I got poked and my eye hurt for hours. Youch, stop doing that!

The rest of the week has been pretty quiet. We have settled into winter mode and our semi-hibernation state only venturing out to complete necessary errands and then returning to hide under the covers on the couch watching the dull crackle of the light box. The only excitement came when Renee hit the panic button because she couldn’t locate her rings, one of which was a priceless family heirloom. Of course this always happens at bedtime and the chaotic quest to find them disrupted the slumber fairies.

It also happened to be garbage night and when Renee couldn’t find them anywhere inside she pulled the bags from the can at the edge of the driveway and started sifting through the ick. After rummaging through a few days worth of coffee grinds and eggshells she located both rings. Yes, she had tossed them in the trash. Had she not thought to panic in the late hours the rings would have been history.

Lessons learned: 1) Don’t throw your rings in the trash. 2) Dumpster diving is not fun but does have its rewards. 3) Panic is not always a bad thing.

So go ahead, you have my permission to panic, whoever you are.