where wildly different is perfectly normal
Cheers and Jeers
Cheers and Jeers

Cheers and Jeers

Cheers: the expected blizzard had a midnight hookup with a dry weather pattern and instead of a foot of snow we got maybe two inches.

Jeers: It’s still colder’n a witches tit in a brass bra with strong winds.

Cheers: It’s Saturday and my darling husband is not working.

Jeers: I woke up this morning with another <heavy profanity> sore throat and swollen glands. Really, universe, you’re pissing me off.

Cheers: Spring break will be over in slightly under 48 hours.

Jeers: There is not a single freaking thing bad with that statement.

Cheers: My darling husband is making dinner tonight.

Jeers: There is not a single freaking thing bad with that statement.

Cheers: Someone Stumbled my hot dog post and I got a bunch of traffic.

Jeers: This did not result in a ticker-tape parade, a gold medal, or getting me out of vacuuming today.

Cheers: I am getting the hell outta dodge in 19 days for my twice-yearly scrapbooking retreat with the craziest four women I know.

Jeers: I actually have to prepare for this or I’ll be dragging an entire room of my house up the mountain for four days. Again.

Cheers: Spring break will be over in slightly under 48 hours.

Jeers: Summer break starts in six weeks.

Cheers: There will always be something to write about in this house.

Jeers: And there is not a single freaking thing bad with that statement.

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