The Big Green House

Wednesday, July 30, 2003

 

Other than that, how did you like Dallas, Mrs. Kennedy?

It is hotter than seven kinds of hell tonight. The temperature hit 93 degrees today, which is pretty close to the hottest it�s been since I moved here. Hot enough to where it doesn�t make much difference, anyway. I�m guessing that it�s cooled off to maybe 85 by now.

My job tonight reminded me of the time my boss at a completely different job informed me that I could easily be replaced by a mechanical goat. (Yes, that really happened, although I like to think that he was exaggerating for effect. When I�m honest with myself, in the deep dark night of what passes for my soul, I know that he was, in fact, correct in his assessment of my responsibilities. Then I roll over.)

The Big Green House, being the oven that it is, has not released much heat at all. Lucy has flopped in front of the big fan. She hasn�t really moved from that spot since we got back from our after-work walk. She�s a much happier dog since she got her hair cut, but that doesn�t mean that she�s happy right now

Science Girl is over at Science Manor, still working on getting things ready for the big move. Things would probably have gone quicker had some of the contractors actually turned in the bids they promised us before we left for vacation. As it stands now, it is just within the realm of possibilities that we might start moving before September is over.

She gave me a haircut today. Have I ever mentioned how entirely sexy I think it is that my wonderful fianc�, in addition to all the other remarkable things she does, cuts my hair? And she cuts it well, too. I�ve never looked better than when she�s trimmed my otherwise insubordinate fur.

And me? I�m sitting here in my tartan boxers and a green T-shirt, sweating like the proverbial pig and finishing off the last beer in the house. On the stereo is, ironically enough, The Long Winters� new CD. Since this is the first time I�ve listened to it I don�t feel right saying much about it, but I will mention how disturbed I am that I�ve just now noticed the similarities between the singer�s voice and that of the guy from Counting Crows.

Other than that, everything is just about perfect.

bmarkey 7/30/2003 01:27:00 AM