The pressure is on, I have gained a bunch of new "followers" in the past week! Now I feel I have to say something really clever and really, "I got nothin' ". I don't know how Vodka Mom deals with the stress of having over 700 followers! And yet, she always has something witty or poignant to say. My advice to you, is to go check some of my followers out. They are awesome!
A lot of what I have on my mind, I can't really write about, which is frustrating to me and to you. Yes, frustrating to you, because I do have funny spins on crappy situations that I just cannot write about. You'll just have to imagine them.
The good thing that happened last night was that the new season of the Deadliest Catch started! OK, I was shocked that Phil couldn't go out fishing for king crab season! I hope he gets to go out for the Opie season. Then Keith got hit in the head. Oh the drama! It is like a soap opera on the Bering Sea with no sex (or women for that matter)! It's on the Discovery Channel.
My fisherman husband just walked in a 1/2 hour ago from his 36 hour fishing trip. It's funny how I can tell how he did just by his walk. He stomped in (give you a hint?), looked at some mail, sighed, walked into the room where I was sitting typing away, when I sweetly asked him, "How was your trip, honey?" (To know me is to love me, I am so not June Cleaver and when I say sweetly, it was more like "what happened".)
The answer? "No fish (this means he didn't catch as many as he wanted, not literally NO fish), lost nets (this means draggers-much larger boats-scooped up his nets when they were dragging the ocean floor for 'his' fish), no money (this means he didn't catch enough fish to outweigh the loss of the nets). Then he stomped up the stairs to get clean clothes so he could drive his fish to the processing plant.
The man of few words dropped this all on me before 6 am.
Maybe I should go back to bed.
