Time to put away the white shoes. Summer is officially over.
We're all taking a breather this weekend. The Gnu Herd piled into the car to go down the road aways to a wedding, in the land of Trains, Cheerwine, and Liddy Dole. Very, very dear friends of the family and for all rights and purposes they are family to us, their son was the groom, complete with the traditional "deer in the headlights" look and everything else that goes with the grim passing of bachelorhood. All is well in the world, he found himself a keeper. Raise a glass of Guinness to the happy couple!
Meanwhile back at Gnu Central, we're just relaxing, taking a break from most of the things that tend to keep us busy and scattered across three counties. Grill up some burgers tonight, pop open a couple of brews, and just relax and be thankful for all that we have been blessed with.
Good news of the day:
1. My term paper for the last class came back with a 100. So assuming I don't go into negative points on my final, this one's a wrap. Onward to Financial Accounting! (Bleah)
2. The Skating Gnu is settling in to 7th grade nicely. At the least, no notes from the principal and the SWAT team hasn't been called out to the school. Yet. She keeps reminding me that she will be a teenager next year, to which I reply that's why I have the U.S. Marine Corps recruiting office on speed-dial. Yeah, that usually shuts her up.
3. Another dear friend of the family (who is also honorary family) is fighting back against cancer and appears to be winning. Cheers and prayers for him and his family are encouraged.
Last, but not least, what would a holiday be without another episode of CoTD:
Time: This afternoon
Place: Phone conversation with Buddy
Buddy: "So, whatcha been doing today?"
Me: "Wife and I went and bought a new mattress."
Buddy: "Nice! So, tell me (wink, wink, nudge, nudge) did you break it in yet?"
Me: "Yep. Didn't wait around for that."
Buddy: "Nice!"
Me: "Not really, we're not allowed back in that showroom anymore!"
Buddy: "Bwuhh..."
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Ah teenage girls. The only real question is are you going to be able to keep from chaining her to the wall until she's 35. I don't envy you that horrid situation.
According to Samuel L. Jackson, a radiator is a good place to chain a crazy girl.
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