And Now to Interrupt My scheduled Blogging Program... This is NOT a Test.

First off, I'm blogging without any pants on. Just thought you should know.

The weather had been crazy cold and snowy. I guess the mention of snow in my last blog brought on some REALLY bad luck. I'll be sure not to do it again.. Crap, I just did... Well after this mention I'll be sure to stop.

I've been spending most of my time going here and there. Gracing the world with my handsomeness. I've also spent a lot of time shoveling the fore-mentioned white... stuff. Doing my driveways along with families and my family's business. All this time I thought I was surely building up some good karma. I guess I was wrong.

The first time the sky spewed little wet and slippery pieces of dandruff from hell it knocked out power both in Brownsville AND Brier Hill. Which wasn't a big deal because it didn't happen simultaneously. I hadn't bothered with the television for a few days after that.. Not until Super Bowl Sunday. I spend the whole day doing what I have to do and rush back JUST in the nick of time for the game. Well, just in time to find that my satellite receiver was broke. Turns out it was completely fried and they had to send me a new one.

The next day the home heating oil company was scheduled to come and fill my tank. No big deal, right? Sure, except the kankle that took the order put it in as C.O.D. Meaning I would have to be there to pay the driver upon completion. No one knew this except said idiot who put in the order. So the truck doesn't deliver, the guy doesn't even call until the next day, and I run out of oil. This situation then proceeds to have a ripple-o-shit affect, because when the oil runs out the furnace gets clogged. When the furnace gets clogged it can't run even if it did have oil. No furnace equals no way to keep the water lines from freezing.

So days later I find myself with oil, but no way to heat the house. The man that was called to fix the furnace is a bum who shows up ten hours after I call him. But mad props to him for showing up at all. Not five minutes after he leaves with the furnace fixed and running I step outside and hear water running. Not dripping, gushing from a busted pipe. So I do the only thing I can and turn the water off from the pressure valve located on the other end of the frozen lawn. And did I mention that it's dark by this time? And I have no flashlight.

AND I have already run out of oil, had to get the furnace fixed as well as fix two busted water lines already this winter.

To top it all off my little girl is sick. 101.5 temperature, coughing and vomiting. So I just might have a fun-filled night at the ER in my near future. Nevertheless, I now find myself sitting at my computer amusing myself (and hopefully other people too..) with this ridiculous story of mine. Waiting for my jeans to come out of the drier. Yeah, I'll bet you were wondering why I didn't have any pants on.. and now you know ;)

I guess I'll just have to wait and see if my world ever gets turned right-side-up again. If and when it happens, I'll be sure to blog about it.