a mighty wind

It is SO WINDY.
How windy is it??
It's SO windy, that every 6 hours I have to vacuum up the red dust along the edges of the front door. And not only that, but last night the security alarm kept tripping because the wind was blowing the front door slighty inward, tricking the alarm into thinking the door had been opened. At first it was amazing, and now it's just annoying! I would post pictures, but my digital camera is busted. This contstant roaring of wind makes me feel like I'm living under the El train in Chicago. I think hurricane Wilma sent her wrath to Utah. Apparently she didn't get me good enough the first time!

has it been 4 months?? you haven't aged a bit!

Have my posts for the last 4 months not been showing up?? Huh, how weird. Must be some terrible computer glitch. I'll be speaking with the president of Blogger.com just as soon as I get a chance!

In a nutshell, the last 4 months have been super! The house now feels like a home, my back got a lot worse, but then alot better, Nancy and Katie are having BABIES (EEEK!!), and Marceline is my CO-WORKER AGAIN! Oh and Christmas was awesome too. Merry Christmas everyone! We celebrated in style by watching National Lampoon's on TBS. Nothing creates the magic of Christmas more than Cousin Eddie reciting the line "Save the (turkey) neck fer me, Clark."

In other news, President Ford died yesterday. He was 93, but it's still sad when we lose important historical figures. And speaking of presidents, the Kennedy Center Honors were on TV last night. That is one classy show. They honored Smokey Robinson, Andrew Llyod Webber, Zubin Mehta, Steven Spielberg, and Dolly Parton. I'd never heard of Mehta before, but apparently he's a really prolific orchestra conductor. Everyone got a terrific tribute. Kenny Rogers even showed up to sing for Dolly. He sounded great, but his face was pulled tighter than a snare drum. I'm really not feeling the whole "kabuki mask" look that plastic surgeons are going for these days. And Aretha said some nice things about Smokey, but I was so distracted by the her billowy dress that looked like about 100 brown paper grocery bags folded together. Someone's stylist needs a good talking-to.

OK, enough historical, educational stuff. I need a complete departure from that. I know! Let's talk about Britney and Kevin! I never thought I'd live to see the day when Kevin Federline appeared to be a better parent than his "baby mama". Britney couldn't be a bigger train wreck if she tried. A friend sent me one of the infamous photos that everyone's been talking about, but mercifully, someone had Photoshopped a "Biohazard" sticker over Brit's unmentionables.

Well, that's all I've got to say about that. See you in 4 more months!! Juuuuust kidding...