Tag - philadelphia

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Groggy
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House Inspection and Flower Show
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Day off

Groggy

Groggy.

I retired to bed last night right as Thor headed to work. I don’t think I moved until the alarm went off. I have the radio portion set to the sappiest easy-listening station in town. Yes, it’s annoying but it gets the job done. If I had better music as my alarm, I’d never wake up on time and my dreams would be choreographed like the beginning of the Austin Powers movies. However, that doesn’t stop me from wondering what the heck Elton John’s “Daniel” is about. I assume Daniel’s dead and Elton has cataracts (clouds in my eyes).

It appears that MTV is killing the Real World Philadelphia concept. If it wasn’t for the historical aspects of the city, Philly would have died like a lot of other cities ages ago. Between the corrupt Democratic government and the obscene kissing-up to Unions, they’ll never draw any modern business. I’ve had no hope for Philly since they dropped the ball on DisneyQuest.

Poor Mogo Mogo tribe. Those Survivor AllStars can’t seem to get it together. They lose every challenge, and last night, they lost their grill, 3-pronged spearfishing thing, and a bag of rice. Again, it’s fun to sit on my chair with my Mac and Cheese and watch others voluntarily be miserable. Unfortunately, Mogo Mogo is down to 4 tribe member to Chapera’s 6, so I think next week they’re going to reshuffle the tribes. If I may be so bold, I think I’d be a better Survivor candidate than Shii Ann. She’s more worthless than Jerri! (Much luv to Boston Rob — he’s a playa!)

Mood: Groggy and cold. Then again, I’m still in bed — have 5 minutes left before ducking into the shower.
Work docket: I have training today from 9am to 1pm on managerial stuff. A project launches this morning, plus I’ll start going through How-to stuff.
Lunch: Maybe they’ll feed me in training! Nah. Probably not. I’ll pack a frozen.
Evening plans: I have NO idea what I’m going to do now that Survivor aired tomorrow night! There’s a guild meeting I’ll probably attend at 10pm. Maybe I’ll (gasp) clean!

Housekeeping: WeatherPixie’s back.

Thor’s home. He says it’s snowing out. Bliss.

House Inspection and Flower Show

Ooooo….I love the house. OOOooooo…I love the house. OOoooooo….I love the house. Reader, there are rosebushes in the backyard and quite possibly more storage space than what I’m living in right now. There are some problems, yes, but they’re fixable. And that’s fabu.

Most notably, there’s a problem with the birds and the bees.

No, I’m not being saucy, you devil you! 😉

There is a vent in the attic that doesn’t have a screen on it. SOooo…some birds managed to enter the attic through the vent and create a nest. Not just a nest, but a NEST that goes from the floor to the vent. Yeesh! There are also a few carpenter bees who have entered. But they’re fixable.

This afternoon, Mom and I went to the Philadelphia Flower show and had a wonderful time! Rather than cropping the photos meself, I decided to let Ofoto do all of the hard work. To see my gallery, you’ll have to create an ofoto account. But it’s free, and the don’t really harrass you much via email. My souvenir? A leeeeetle lucky bamboo plant. Luck is always good, my friend.

Day off

Ah. Day off. I’m blogging leisurely from bed and recovering from yesterday, which can only be called one of the more stressful days of my short managerial existence. But that was yesterday.

This morning at 9 we meet our Buyer’s Agent (someone you all know already) and go to “The House” for a Home Inspection. They’re inspecting the major systems of the house, plus searching for termites. The way this deal has gone, I almost expect for there to be human bones found in the basement.

Yesterday, Thor and I signed an addendum to the contract stating that close date would be on or before May 31, but could be as much to 30 days later, if need be. And yes, Time IS of the essence. Sucka.

After that, Thor will retire to bed, and MomandI will go to the Philadelphia Flower Show. It started on Sunday, and I’m hoping the flora isn’t dead by the time we get there. I plan to take photos, which I’ll store on my computer with LAST year’s Flower Show Photos…never to see the light of day again. Hey, I’m a realist. Sometimes.

More later…feeling dozy again. *Yawn*. Mmm…day off.

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