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Oh dear lord, someone give me earplugs…

No, seriously…

It’s time for my husband’s weekly internet radio broadcast. While I usually like a lot of what he plays, this week is a definite stinkbomb. I don’t know who this band or singer is but I wish this droning, off key, monotone, barritone would stop already. Ick! Someone make it stop. But nope I still have another hour left to listen to it.


On a lighter note, the weather here was beautiful today. We put the baby in the stroller and took a nice long walk. We did discover that short of the Giant Eagle here, absolutely nothing seems to be open on a Sunday afternoon. Then again they tend to roll up the sidewalks on our and of town around 6 or 7 in the evening during the week, so I really shouldn’t be surprised.

John insisted on hanging a bunch of tapestries on the wall of the bedroom today. The longer we are married, the more I realize I’ve married a hippie. John is anything but normal, but really that’s one of the things I like about him, even if parts of his not so normalness do kinda get to me sometimes. I am sure I am no picnic to be married to on some days either. I think one of the reasons we do get along so well, is that we both are willing to just let each other be our weird little selves. Even if some things about him drive me batty, I’m still really really happy that my hubby is anything but normal.

If the men from my past were normal, I will gladly take my weirdo hippie any day of the week..!

And the music drones on, and here I sit a captive audience…