The Luck Of The Irish
Todays horoscope.....
Enough unexplainable things can happen today that you begin to wonder what's really going on. You may feel as if unseen spirits are tampering with reality. Instead of wasting energy questioning what you don't understand, accept that the fates are playing with you. Do your best to continue to express your individuality through spontaneous acts of self-expression.
Happy March!
You know the old saying, "In like a lamb, out like a lion". In this neck of the woods thats IN LIKE A LION.... Actually, I'm not even sure what the old saying is, does it go both ways? I think so. So hopefully we'll have some lamby weather happening in a couple of weeks.
We knew this storm was coming so we planned on going to town first thing, to run errands and stock up on supplies. It started out with wispy intermittent flurries, but by the time we had hit the bank (an errand, not a robbery!), eaten brunch (yes first thing is brunch time, what are you new?) and shopped for supplies, it was a brutal storm. The drive home was white knuckles all the way.
We ran out of propane this morning. Now we knew we were running low, so Hubby had called the fuel company a couple of days ago to put in our order, rather than waiting until we run out like we usually do, and then having to beg and pay extra for an emergency delivery. When they hadn't come by this morning, and with this storm moving in, he thought it wise to give them a call back. Oh, oops, lol, uh, oops sorry, we FORGOT your order as soon as we hung up, we'll get some out to you right away. Uh yeah, ok, gee, that'd be great, thanks a mil. So the whole time we were in town I was silently freaking out thinking they're not gonna make it. The roads are going to be closed, they won't be able to get out to us. Then by the time we were on our way home, I was convinced, even if they do make it, we're still going to freeze to death because the power is gonna go out, so even if we do have fuel, we won't have electricity, which the furnace needs in order to operate! We pull in the driveway and Hubby says "nope, shit! they didn't come!" I say "how do you know that?" He says, "no tracks in the snow." You're right, gawddammit! We walk in the house, it REEKS, it's FREEZING. (Thats what happens when you run out of propane, it reeks of propane, go figure). When we asked Little R if they had come she said yes they did. Well what the hell? Why does it reek then? Why is it so cold? It turns out they had shut off the valve, which is what they do sometimes, and I'm not so sure why, but whatever, Hubby went and turned it back on and reset everything and we're good to go, WHEW.
At the grocery store, simultaneously, we pull into a parking spot and a blond pushes her buggy right up beside the driver side door. So we figure by the time we unbuckle and go to get out she will have noticed and move out of the way. Nope. So we're sitting there in the car, cracking dumb blond jokes while we wait. The wait was getting a little long so I decide to get out, then she'll notice. I stumble out of the car giggling at our jokes and the sillyness of the situation, and she immediately started apologizing, "omg, I'm sorry! I didn't even see you guys sitting there!" She backs up to let Hubby out and says "Yeah, like you were really disappointed you couldn't go grocery shopping, hahahaha." We were all howling at this point. At least she had a sense of humour too, hehe. And she even sounded intelligent!
At that point it was still just flurrying, we do our shopping, 99% munchies and junk food and a bag of milk, and we figure we may not have enough cash. I had left my purse, with my bank card, in the car. So while Hubby loads all the crap on the counter I run out to the car for my debit card. Now its a full blown blizzard going on. Holy shit, that blew up fast! I get to the car and the trunk is sitting wide open! Wtf?! OMG my purse! My bank card!!! My camera!!!!!!!! We've been robbed!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAACCCKKKK!!!!! Oh.....its ok, its still there, whew! Jog jog pant huff puff ugh ack ah. Well, Honey, talk about luck of the Irish.....
So now we're all home, safe and sound, snug as a bug, watching the drifts grow to impossible heights, waiting for the power to cut out.
Oh and did I mention that before any of this took place, the car wouldn't start? That's right, dead as a Dodobird man. We had to call S.W to come give us a boost, ugh. Actually, I was on messenger with her when Hubby came in groaning about it, so we didn't have to actually call her, I just had to interrupt our text conversation to say, "Hey, could you perhaps whip over here and give my brand new battery a boost?". Sigh. We get by with a little help from our friends. So yeah, thanks S.W, you're a doll!
As for unexplainable things happening, as if a brand-new-dead battery, etc. isn't enough, Hubby got a letter from the insurance company yesterday telling him they would no longer be covering his meds, and here's a ream of forms to fill out. Today he got a cheque from them to pay for his meds. What the hell? Will he get another letter tomorrow telling him he owes them the money back or what? Get yo shit togetha folks.
All in all, thus far, and it's still early, it's been a wee bit o' a freaky day.
Enough unexplainable things can happen today that you begin to wonder what's really going on. You may feel as if unseen spirits are tampering with reality. Instead of wasting energy questioning what you don't understand, accept that the fates are playing with you. Do your best to continue to express your individuality through spontaneous acts of self-expression.
Happy March!
You know the old saying, "In like a lamb, out like a lion". In this neck of the woods thats IN LIKE A LION.... Actually, I'm not even sure what the old saying is, does it go both ways? I think so. So hopefully we'll have some lamby weather happening in a couple of weeks.
We knew this storm was coming so we planned on going to town first thing, to run errands and stock up on supplies. It started out with wispy intermittent flurries, but by the time we had hit the bank (an errand, not a robbery!), eaten brunch (yes first thing is brunch time, what are you new?) and shopped for supplies, it was a brutal storm. The drive home was white knuckles all the way.
We ran out of propane this morning. Now we knew we were running low, so Hubby had called the fuel company a couple of days ago to put in our order, rather than waiting until we run out like we usually do, and then having to beg and pay extra for an emergency delivery. When they hadn't come by this morning, and with this storm moving in, he thought it wise to give them a call back. Oh, oops, lol, uh, oops sorry, we FORGOT your order as soon as we hung up, we'll get some out to you right away. Uh yeah, ok, gee, that'd be great, thanks a mil. So the whole time we were in town I was silently freaking out thinking they're not gonna make it. The roads are going to be closed, they won't be able to get out to us. Then by the time we were on our way home, I was convinced, even if they do make it, we're still going to freeze to death because the power is gonna go out, so even if we do have fuel, we won't have electricity, which the furnace needs in order to operate! We pull in the driveway and Hubby says "nope, shit! they didn't come!" I say "how do you know that?" He says, "no tracks in the snow." You're right, gawddammit! We walk in the house, it REEKS, it's FREEZING. (Thats what happens when you run out of propane, it reeks of propane, go figure). When we asked Little R if they had come she said yes they did. Well what the hell? Why does it reek then? Why is it so cold? It turns out they had shut off the valve, which is what they do sometimes, and I'm not so sure why, but whatever, Hubby went and turned it back on and reset everything and we're good to go, WHEW.
At the grocery store, simultaneously, we pull into a parking spot and a blond pushes her buggy right up beside the driver side door. So we figure by the time we unbuckle and go to get out she will have noticed and move out of the way. Nope. So we're sitting there in the car, cracking dumb blond jokes while we wait. The wait was getting a little long so I decide to get out, then she'll notice. I stumble out of the car giggling at our jokes and the sillyness of the situation, and she immediately started apologizing, "omg, I'm sorry! I didn't even see you guys sitting there!" She backs up to let Hubby out and says "Yeah, like you were really disappointed you couldn't go grocery shopping, hahahaha." We were all howling at this point. At least she had a sense of humour too, hehe. And she even sounded intelligent!
At that point it was still just flurrying, we do our shopping, 99% munchies and junk food and a bag of milk, and we figure we may not have enough cash. I had left my purse, with my bank card, in the car. So while Hubby loads all the crap on the counter I run out to the car for my debit card. Now its a full blown blizzard going on. Holy shit, that blew up fast! I get to the car and the trunk is sitting wide open! Wtf?! OMG my purse! My bank card!!! My camera!!!!!!!! We've been robbed!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAACCCKKKK!!!!! Oh.....its ok, its still there, whew! Jog jog pant huff puff ugh ack ah. Well, Honey, talk about luck of the Irish.....
So now we're all home, safe and sound, snug as a bug, watching the drifts grow to impossible heights, waiting for the power to cut out.
Oh and did I mention that before any of this took place, the car wouldn't start? That's right, dead as a Dodobird man. We had to call S.W to come give us a boost, ugh. Actually, I was on messenger with her when Hubby came in groaning about it, so we didn't have to actually call her, I just had to interrupt our text conversation to say, "Hey, could you perhaps whip over here and give my brand new battery a boost?". Sigh. We get by with a little help from our friends. So yeah, thanks S.W, you're a doll!
As for unexplainable things happening, as if a brand-new-dead battery, etc. isn't enough, Hubby got a letter from the insurance company yesterday telling him they would no longer be covering his meds, and here's a ream of forms to fill out. Today he got a cheque from them to pay for his meds. What the hell? Will he get another letter tomorrow telling him he owes them the money back or what? Get yo shit togetha folks.
All in all, thus far, and it's still early, it's been a wee bit o' a freaky day.
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