Many of the readers are aware that I am fan of the "old" Joni Mitchell, not so fond of the newer stuff she has put out, but from my personal collection. One song has a line in it that expresses my feelings fairly close: First she's laughing, then she's crying on someones knee---saying laughing and crying, you know, it's the same release." The next line goes on to say: "I told you when I met you I was crazy....." Well, we will not go to that place but it all makes perfect sense now, does it not?
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I brought this up because earlier, as I lay in my bed, denying the fact that once again our building has no water due to a main break, I watched Fox and Friends. Before I knew it, I was sitting up, laughing my head off (I told you when I met you I was crazy......) at the weatherman. The "news" story leading up to the weather report was about the casual dress policy established in the White House these days, how shirt sleeves and such are now acceptable attire and sweaters on the weekends, etc. The Chief of Staff was quoted as saying one could grow orchids in the Oval Office because it is kept so hot in there. A saving grace? Well, flash to the weather man, Rick Weichmuth, as he stands in front of the map with his jacket off, tie pulled down and top buttons opened, reading the weather. Flash to the curvy couch as the two male anchors start peeling off their jackets and opening their ties, and so on. Oh, I just roared with laughter. The news anchorette made a comment that the boss was on Line 1 so they quickly redressed and sat up nice. It was just a hoot!
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Joanne came back upstairs from her car, as she was leaving to do her "toilette" over at the office to report that Hugh, our resident Maintenance supervisor, said he put a call in to the plumbers to let them know our main was broken again (yesterday, too!) but the office did not open until 8:00 a.m.! The company is called, get this, A.S.A.P., but that seems to have a few restrictions on it. My understanding was the repair on Friday was a band-aid fix until Monday when the plumber could get the parts he needed, but oooops! Poor Ellen, probably with a houseful of people and such, and no flushing toilets! We can always scoop water from the pool but........
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So, I finally decided to get up and move about for the day, as I must head to church to vacuum. What I should have done is leave early for game night and do it then but did not plan properly for that. I want to have it done in case the family comes to set up a memorial display or something and I will be in the way or making a racket for them. Do not want that to happen.
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As I ate my toast at my desk, I read some of the multitude of facebook things that arrived in last night's mail. I was reading through, catching up with folks on their latest moves, when I read a posting about one young mom's living room. She reported that her living room is now a parking garage for her three year old's trucks! Another young mom wrote back that her room is a cross between the Island of Sodor and building blocks. The Island of Sodor is a Thomas the Tank Engine place and my Timmy just adored the Thomas thing. Hence, the tears. You see? It is the same release!
