WEEZER SCHMEEZER....DAMN TICKETS

I can't find those damned tickets.  I know they came in the mail.  And I KNOW I put them in my dresser drawer.  And they ARE NOT THERE!

I took a huge giant rubber maid and I have sifted through every single piece of paper on the main floor of this house.  That rubber maid is full.  How is it they can just disappear like that?  I never ever throw out paper.  Ever.  I cannot lay eyes on them.

And once again it is approaching tax time.  I hate this time of year.  I have a huge myriad of papers to find....mortgages, house sales, t5's or 4's or something, charity contributions blah blah blah.
(SHOVEL LIST BIG TIME)  Oh well I have been saying for a while now I am going to organize my papers. Hmmm...I wonder if I threw the Weezer tickets in their envelope in my seldom used purse.  I shall have to go look.

Monte and I built some plastic push together shelves this morning.  You should have seen us.  Honestly!  Humans are so reactively stupid sometimes.  First we look at the instructions and start exclaiming...OMG!!!  These are the worst instructions I have ever seen!!!!  Then we become absolutely convinced there are pieces missing.  Next its some of the pieces are the wrong ones.  Then for sure at least one of them is broken.  Jeez!!  And the whole freaking time we are panicking we are putting it together perfectly.  Anyway, the shelf is now neatly placed out in the garage with all my shoes and boots on it.  Well not all.  I am missing four odd shoes.  God only knows where they are.

I forgot to mention that Clare did call and Monte and I met him and Tish at the Rusty Gull for lunch.  It was wonderful!  Its always so good to see them and they are looking so well and happy.  One thing.....just as we sat down with them at our table, a song started playing on the sound system.  It was "Hold On" by Alabama Shakes...one of Bill's all time favourite songs.  In fact it was one of the first songs on his funeral playlist.  We are pretty sure that Spod has chosen music to send us his love.  I told him it should be marshmallows, our family's safety word, but I think it is music.  Its happened too many times with different songs he loved being played at really significant moments.

So, I am going to close out with an apology and two pictures.  My apologies to Shannon and Cookie.  The trip was so sudden and I was pretty much puky through the whole thing, except for the last day.  I think I ate ten gravol.  And the pictures are explained beneath them.  TTYL

BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS MY AWESOME SISTER GAE ME

TYNE DALY...MY FAVE ACTRESS...I AM GETTING MY HAIR CUT JUST LIKE THIS

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