test the limits of what you'll tolerate, don't they?
Like, say, Flo, for example. GO back and check out the 4th comment on my Kerry blog, which I posted the night BEFORE I had promised to post it, BTW. She must have been in a real snotty mood. I understand building a house from the ground up will do that to you, though. Going over schedule and over budget doesn't help, either. That's what she gets for hiring a GUY contractor.
See, I think more women should get their contractor licenses, or certification or whatever it is they have to get to become a contractor. And I think this for a very good reason. When a couple is building a house, the husband may be the one who does most of the talking to the contractor, unless the wife is an Architect or has some expertise of her own, but mostly what he is doing is telling the contractor what it is that his WIFE wants. Can I get an Amen?
If the couple had a Woman contractor, the husband wouldn't have to be bothered. The wife and the contractor could sit down and discuss plans from the beginning. That way the contractor could give the couple a REALISTIC estimate on costs from the "git-go".
Now THAT was not gonna be my subject for today, but that's tangential thinking for you.
I have been singularly uninspired since Saturday night. I think it must have been the 1/2 cooked Lobster tail at Red Lobster that did it! I've been eating lobster for 30 years, so it only took a couple of chews to realize something was seriously wrong! I discreetly put it in my napkin and transferred it to the bread plate. The Dearly Beloved took one look at my suddenly white face and asked me what was wrong. I told him the back 1/2 of the lobster tail wasn't fully cooked.
About that time the waiter came up to the table to ask if everything was allright, I excused myself, and ran for the Ladies'.
Not a pleasant ending to what had been a nice evening.
But THAT wasn't going to be my subject tonight, either.
I was gonna tell y'all about a great little online graphic novel the Dearly Beloved has been reading. He bookmarked it and the other day I clicked on it out of curiosity. Graphic Novels aren't usually my cup of tea. But this one has me roflmao and wishing history had really happened the way these writers envision it. Slide on over to http://www.bigheadpress.com/roswell?page=1 and try the first 3 chapters and see if you're not just enchanted. If you're a Native Born Texican, I bet you will be. I'm 6th generation, myownself and I have to limit my reading to two chapters/day in order to get something done every day.
Arm a 'Dillo!