...If only it would turn into spring. We were hoping. We were holding out hope. But today it snowed for the fifth month in a row here in Toronto. I think Winnipeg is having better weather.
Turns out the world isn't just mourning the death of the Pope, but the weather seems to be doing a pretty good job of it as well.
It's interesting to see the world's reaction to his death, considering, and I mean no ill-intent here, but the man's been on death's door for quite some time now, and it's divine grace that he lasted this long. I mean, really.
Our house is still a project. The basement is full of crap, broken walls, broken toilets, a bathtub, insulation -- oh, and the scariest thing ever, at some point before we moved in, mice had eaten almost entirely through the biggest power wire in the house. So, hurrah for fixer-uppers. I never thought I'd hate the house I bought, but right now, I'm hating it and so much more.
Did I mention the fact that it's April. And it's still SNOWING.
Oh, and I went to a really shitty seminar yesterday and that just put me in a pissy mood that seemed to continue all weekend.
Girl with titanium hip will rock. Girl with titanium hip will write. Girl with titanium hip will read. Girl with titanium hip will battle crazy-ass disease called Wegener's Granulomatosis. Now stuff that in your spelling bee!
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