Random things (in no particular order)

The sun is out again...finally. If it rains again tomorrow, I'm going straight to the Post Office to apply for a temporary job. Riddle me this...why is it that Molly would live in the water if I let her, but she can't stand the feel of wet grass on her paws?

I got a reply from my State Rep in response to an email I sent a couple of days ago as a follow up to an actual letter I sent last month suggesting that maybe spending cuts could be the answer to the shortfall in education funding. Let me share with you his opening remarks that made me giggle:

"This special session wasn't about spending cuts, as we were under a deadline to comply with the Supreme Court's mandate to create meaningful discretion for local school districts. I know the legislature (at least the conservatives) are always looking to find ways to cut spending."

Always? Always? Oh, I see, always...except when the legislature is in session trying to figure out how to pay for something when they don't have enough money. But wait...it seems they also gave us a "property tax cut." (for the Texans reading this, this is a required link to click.) But, hey, at least we also got a hefty new business tax. Sorry Texans, never try to REASON with a POLITICIAN...its an oxymoron.

You know when you watch cartoons and the character is trying to make a decision and they have an angel pop up on one shoulder and a devil on the other? I took pictures of both my angel and my devil tonight.

I can't decide what's more fun...popping those packing bubbles or peeling off skin after a good sunburn. Fortunately, the new skin underneath fits just fine. I wouldn't know where to take it back if it didn't. I probably couldn't anyway...can't find the receipt.

This work week seems really short. I can't believe its almost Friday again. Its almost like Monday never happened.

What, you still don't believe me that Molly hates the feel of wet grass on her paws? Really, I swear its true, Scout's honor. OK, here's the proof. She's been perched up there all week and I can't get her down. Tess is going to plant her a dog food tree so she at least has something to eat.

And finally, thanks to all you folks who read this little corner of the Internet. I enjoy your corners too.

I have to update: While typing this post, I had Molly outside all by herself to get some peace and quiet. Tess started sniffing around and doing the "gotta go pee" dance as I was wrapping up the post. So, took her out to spend some quality time outside with Molly while I finished. Just in case you were wondering, Tess doesn't mind wet grass.