Oh me hearties, it’s been so long. What a blustery month it’s been. From Stockings to Christmas Store, to a week in El Paso, to Staff retreat, it’s been quite hectic around these parts.
It has been really nice to have time off. We have had more time off than ever before. It was really relaxing. My sleep schedule is shot though. I tried going to bed last night at my usually sedate 11, but I couldn’t fall asleep until 1. I have to get back into the swing of things.
While I was off, I did a two-day, six movie Star Wars Marathon. The entire saga viewed in release order. I don’t care what you may say, I believe in watching movies in the order they were released, not chronologically. I think that if you were to watch them from Episode 1-6, you would loose the effect. I feel that the completion of Anakin’s angst in becoming Vader ends the series beautifully. My question is, how does Leia remember her mother, when Padme dies while birthing the “L” twins? It’s not like she had any time to become acquainted with the fair Amidala. Also, it’s pretty pathetic that she died of a broken heart. How un-forceman like of her. How nerdy am I?
My dearest Rangers have done it again. They have ostracized Michel Young, and now he wants a trade. Clay is threatening to boycott them for the ‘09 season. I won’t boycott. I’ll just be the one at the stadium booing the new shortstop and third baseman.
It’s amazing how passionate we get over a team. Barbara and Brent are die hard Mavs fans. Clay and I would take a bullet in the name of the Rangers. Well, a figurative bullet. What have these teams ever done for us? Nothing. Yet, for some reason, we are devoted to them like nuns to the Virgin Mary. I can dress head to toe in Rangers clothing. YES, head to toe. Literally. I even have a Rangers parking sign. It’s over my couch; it would get torn up outside. I used to try to figure out how I could meet and become Ian Kinsler’s best friend. I even suggested that Danielle should date him. He’s married, so that killed that plan. Darn you Tess Kinsler!!! My kingdom for a friendship with the Rangers Inner Circle!
I am, however, boycotting this wishy-washy January weather. It’s winter, it’s supposed to be cold, so STAY THAT WAY!!!! I get tired of people who complain bitterly about the cold. It’s January, and we are in a northern enough climate that it is appropriate for the temperature to be below 60 degrees. This isn’t L.A. Florida, the Bahamas or Puerto Rico. It’s not like there are Arctic conditions. 40 degrees isn’t that bad, and is seasonably appropriate. I HATE heat, but that doesn’t mean I act like it’s unusual in the summer. Kim was talking about her parents calling about the 20 degree high in Ohio. My eyes lit up. I can only dream.
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