Freezing!!! But Excited

It is so #(@$*%#@_)@#)%$&*ing cold in here I had to sit on my hands earlier and also I had to search my coworkers' offices in the back high and low for a spare sweater or jacket or anything and I found one and I took it and I don't care!!!!!!!!!! I love Houston's heat and warm weather (74 degrees today) but detest and resent idiots who live here and have the nerve to complain about the heat, then consequently turn up the air conditioner to totally unreasonable temperatures thereby freezing out those of us who are complete innocent bystanders. That's gotta be worth some bad, environmental, Mother Earth karma for those jerks, right? If you can't stand the heat, go back to Massachusetts! Of course, S swears the cold is better for my allergies, and maybe so in some situations, but that's what Puffs Plus and Zyrtec (now OTC!) is for. I'm more miserable being cold and am more often cold--living in Houston, ironically!--than any other consistent misery I must bear! Why oh why, did I decide to work in libraries, where the a/c blows 24/7 at such unmerciful, cruel levels?!? And yes, I'm wearing a heavy black sweater today plus jeans and cowboy boots! But I didn't think I would need fucking gloves at the reference desk!!!

S thinks I need to find a "Rage-aholics" meeting. We were watching that Seinfeld last night! Man, that is funny stuff. Today I met him and the baby for lunch at the Wok, our fave local Chinese restaurant. How come he claims he brushes her hair yet it looks like hell, and I do a better job combing her hair with my fingers??? Of course, this is the man that also once let her eat chocolate pudding for breakfast. S is such a wonderful father in terms of love, discipline, affection, doting and all that good stuff but he just does not pay attention when it comes to details like her clothing matching and nutrition! Thank God those two found me. (Yes God, I know, thank you for bringing those two to me, too!!!)

Anyway, I'm excited b/c one of my all-time fave musicians, the great Chris Smither is coming to town in a couple of weeks and I actually have some spare $ left over from last week and am going to get tickets today after work! L. and her man are coming with me, too! I have seen him in concert many times over the years since my father first introduced me to his work when I was a teenager. The last time was just last year and L. came with me for her first time and she loved him, too! Smither told me that night that I reminded him of his wife. She must also be a hot, spicy, gorgeous thing, heh heh. I just hate that he won't do any of my requests b/c he says he doesn't do those songs anymore. What a ripoff! He's lucky I adore him endlessly! His song "Rosalie" just kills me... "She had me down, and I was singin' in a minor key!"

Here's a funny story with pic's for the record. This happened last month. Mudflap and I were on routine patrol when we decided to drop in on his friend's wife's birthday party. As a practical joke, I marched alone to the backyard where the party was going on, in my best sawed-off bitch mode and with the most pissed-off expression I could muster, and demanded to see the homeowners! I'd only met the friend once before and I hoped he didn't remember me. I started to give them a bunch of shit before they realized who I was and I gave it away anyway by losing my composure and smirking. It was a good trick, though! Then Mudflap and I took turns "arresting" partygoers and "roughing" them up for the camera!