Somewhere Between the Flood and the Swarm of Locusts...

In what appears to be another sign that divine forces are aligned against the land of Texas and its inhabitants, it rained mud last night. That’s right: mud. I went out to take a trash bag to the dumpster and noticed the sky was spitting. When I got to the dumpster, I noticed it was all muddy. Looked at my car: all caked with mud. Then I checked out my shirt and I had muddy drops all over. Eww~! It was disgusting! I tossed the bag into the dumpster and fled for my life back to the house, half expecting the swarm of locusts to come tearing around the street corner any second.

I walked out to my car this morning to find it absolutely covered in mud. You could hardly tell it was blue. I had a hard time seeing out the windshield, and I had ran out of washer fluid the weekend before. That was a fun ride to work. I hosed the car off as soon as I got home from work.

When I got home, the entryway was spotless. The front room was pristine. Even the kitchen table had been wiped down. The loft had been picked up and Colin’s bathroom and bedroom were picked up. DeAnn, Colin and I had a long talk about why it’s bad to lie and why it’s bad to disrespect your parents. Lesson learned: we’re called to love one another, and it’s really hard to do that if you don’t have respect or honor for them. He sincerely apologized, and I forgave him and spent some of the evening undoing the teardown from last night. I’ll finish it tomorrow night.

The majority of the rest of the evening was spent looking for a new printer at WalMart. We needed to print out some documents, but DeAnn’s decade-old printer finally bit the dust and refused to print any of the document text. We picked up a relatively inexpensive Lexmark All-In-One and D got a pair of new sandals to replace the year-old ones that are falling apart on her feet. The new printer works great, and is a pretty decent scanner, too. Combined with my cell phone, I can now fax out documents from my laptop without needing to string a cable from one end of the house to the other.

First day of spring tomorrow, and the end of the workweek. “w00t” for short workweeks and 3-day weekends. We have an Easter Egg Hunt and BBQ with Clara’s Daycare tomorrow night, and probably some ingame shenanigans as well. Don’t know if I’ll blog tomorrow, but if I don’t, I’ll have an extra-long Weekend Intelligence next week.