Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Well, this is fun

I've watched enough Animal Planet to float a cow, as Kady would say.


I've caught up on all the blogs I never have time to read.


I've found a few new blogs to read.


I've started working on a coconut radio so we can get off this island. (Thanks to GoingLikeSixty for the Gilligan reference)


My eye hurts. It hurt all last week, then quit. My mom offhandedly suggested I have glaucoma. She is so fun like that, putting thoughts in my OCD/borderline hypochondriac head. If it's still bothering me by the time we're rescued off the island, I'll talk to the Professor about it.

The kids swam in the Okie pool today (i.e. stock tank) and had a blast. The girls swam about 3 hours, Sam got in about 2 - he and his daddy spent quite awhile at the water doing God knows what. Paul just said, "You know, I've been busy all day, but it's driving me nuts knowing I can't go anywhere." I totally know what he's talking about - I'm still craving Chinese food.

I just watched the local news and it is absolutely amazing, the footage they are showing from Miami. Businesses that should be there, but all you can see is the top of their roof, homes completely underwater, Nott's Grocery, home of the best dang deli sandwiches in Miami (Cousin Stacey can't leave town without a bologna sandwich from Nott's) flooded.... we are so fortunate to be merely inconvenienced with being stuck in our house for a week.

I guess I'll go watch a movie. Or more Animal Planet.

4 comments:

Stewed Hamm said...

And to top it all off, a gi-normous oil spill! Congratulations on using your family curse to rape the earth, Diva. Algore is not impressed.

Cazzie!!! said...

Yesm we got floods here too and still we are classed as being in drought mode!!

GoingLikeSixty.com said...

C'mon MaryAnn, dig out your cutoffs and tie up a shirt and show us your coconuts!
I saw Miami and thought of you. Are you on a generator?

Hillbilly Mom said...

Miami? I suppose this will drastically reduce the number of people going to the fair to meet the senorita with flowers in her hair.

Or whatever that rhyme thingy is. Now you can get all those searches for it like you used to. No need to thank me. Really.