Winter Blahs…
I am officially tired of winter. Stupid single-digit temps and wind chill… grrrr!
On the plus side, at least I’m not in Alaska. Alaska takes whatever girly concept of cold you may have and pummels it mercilessly with brass knuckles and chainsaws. Twenty years ago today, I was probably crunch-crunch-crunching thru the knee-deep snow on my way to the ops center, with a balmy -40 degrees sucking the oxygen out of my lungs and freezing the snot that was pouring out of my nose. I’d show up to work with a mustache made of mucous — a snot-stache, if you will. God, I miss those days…
I’m ready for spring. I want to chase tornadoes and coach soccer in the rain and mud…
All the school districts in Omaha got a case of the cold heebie-jeebies and cancelled school on Wednesday — the minus-25 wind chill was going to be uncomfortable for kids walking to school or waiting for the bus or some such nonsense. Uh-huh, yeah, try getting away with that when you join the real world, ya little hooligans… Anyway, the Munchkin got to hang out with her dear old dad at home — drawing pictures, playing school, chasing the Mutt through the house, kicking me around, giving me attitude. I took the day-home opportunity to get a buttload of drawings done for one of my problem scenes & generally be a nuisance. If I could only convince the boss to let me telecommute…
Yesterday I was as unproductive and sloth-like as I could get, to make up for all the hard work I’ve been doing the past week. Caught a high school girl’s basketball game last night with the Bambino. One of her teammates has three older sisters that play for Omaha Westside, and the winner gets a trip to the state finals next week. Great game, very exciting — came down to two missed free throws with one second left, and Westside squeaked out a one-point win. Basketball is so much more fun in person than on TV. Wished more people would’ve been there to see it; the auditorium was between half and three-quarters full…
I’m rambling. I should get back to work. Someone leave me a comment or something…
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