Apparently, it's all Wilma's fault that the Web site and ftp at work have been down since yesterday. Considering work is hundreds - thousands even - of miles from anywhere Wilma hit, that was pretty much unexpected.
Who knew? I'm not quite sure myself how it all fits together, but I'll go along with it. It sounds slightly more plausible than "cyber monkeys."
Today, I made cupcakes with the little one for her to take to the Girl Guide Halloween party. Not from scratch - dear god, no - but from a mix. I spent $9 on cake mix, frosting and Halloween gummy worms, when I could have bought already-made cupcakes from the bakery section for $2.99. But the little one wanted to make cupcakes, and I wanted to be Mother of the Yearrrr at least once. And I didn't burn them, either.
Except I think the only reason she wanted to make them, rather than buy them, was because she wanted to lick the beaters and the bowl. And I let her. But she had to let me have one of the beaters.
On Sunday, the criminal element hit my garage with their red magic markers. It's the first time I've been graffiti-ed, and I was not pleased. However, while I was scrubbing away, the neighbour brought me a Mr. Clean Magic Eraser, which I'd heard was a miracle cleaner, but never tried.
I am now converted. It cleaned the graffiti right up, easily. I had to buy one today, because I want to replace the one my neighbour gave me (it's the right thing to do) and since they come in packs of two, I now have one for myself. I find myself anxious to start cleaning. By the weekend, I may very well have erased the whole house.
Tomorrow's 6/49 jackpot is $40 million. Forty. Million. besides the obvious things, like pay bills, put money away for the kids, etc, here are some of the things I'd do with $40 million.
I'd donate $50k worth of playground equipment to the school. (then what would the parents' club fight about?)
I'd start a college scholarship for teenaged mothers.
I'd buy all new computers, including laptops for the teens.
Umm...huh. I don't know. I'd like to think that other than travelling, shopping, etc. and, you know, paying CASH for stuff like that, I wouldn't change a whole lot, but I suppose that's wishful thinking. $40 million is just too huge a sum to imagine. I'd settle for a million. Just enough to make a few dreams come true, but not so much that it would complicate life.
What would you do with $40 million?
We got egged the second Halloween we were here. And up the street they painted "Redlight" on the street. One of the neighbours explained that was his son-the-goalie's nickname. It took me a second to realize it was a bad nickname because the red light goes on when the puck goes in the net. I think it took a couple of years for the paint to wear off.
And yes, I love Mr. Clean Magic Erasers. But watch the surfaces you are using it on. Mr. Clean will remove the top layer of a kitchen counter.
Posted by: Kim | October 26, 2005 at 04:35 AM
"I'd start a college scholarship for teenaged mothers." This is something I've had in my notes of ideas for forever!
I'd also buy lots of camera goodies. For me. And, umm...others ;)
Posted by: AGK | October 26, 2005 at 06:40 AM