It’s yeller
Well they have siding on the front of the house and partly up one side. It is most assuredly yellow or yeller as my daughters said!

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What you really can’t see in the photo is all the people inside running wiring and such.
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Quite awhile back I had mentioned carrying around a notebook and the hassles it presented. Such as looking like a dork and having no where to put it. Well I finally got smart and purchased a small composition pad from Office Depot. It fits in my back pocket so I don’t have to carry it everywhere.
The only problem with it is, of course, it is smaller than the other notebook. So what I have to do is take note of the thought in as few words as possible. Just keywords that will trigger the memory. This has presented it’s own unique challenges such as trying to figure out what the hell I was thinking when I wrote Jumbo Shrimp. The only thing that comes to mind is oxymorons, which may or may not be where I was going with it. Hmmm, military intelligence would be another oxymoron now wouldn’t it?
So for now I will go with the new notebook and the system for remembering things. It’s either that or start having smaller thoughts.
Can you say fiasco?
Well my day in court turned into a giant fiasco. First my lawyer went to the wrong courthouse. He called me from where he was at and asked me if I remembered we had a hearing today. I said yes I do, he asked me where I was at and I told him. He asked if I was sure that was where it was at and since they had just asked me if I was me and asked if I had seen my lawyer yet, I responded in the affirmative.
He finally shows up at which time I am informed that they weren’t able to serve her with a summons as they have no idea where she is at. I was flabbergasted at this point. I cannot believe they don’t have any idea what they are doing there. They were working on finding the address as I sat there waiting for them to set another date for the hearing.
She called last night to talk to Desi. I had Desi ask her for her address. I will forward it to these clueless nitwits in the morning. Gosh, maybe I could be a detective, I seem to be able to find people better than they can.
Must get back to work now! Have a great day!
Prayers and good vibes
I can use all the good mojo I can get. My court date for custody of my daughter is monday morning. I am scared to daeth. I already have the butterflies in the pit of my stomach and I am on edge. I think I have snapped at about everyone I have come in contact with today as I have so much on my mind. I think the judge is female and that worries me. Hopefully she isn’t one of those “the child belongs with the mother no matter what” judges.
So please send all the positive energy and prayers my way that you can spare!
Ummm, it is April, right?
I just wanted to pop in and say, it is fricken snowing man. There is something very wrong with that. What the heck happened to April showers bringing May flowers? At this rate it will be May snowmen!




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