See, if only I had known…Winifred wouldn’t have disappeared into the wine cellars…

Ok, so I usually don’t fall for the meme things, but the friends collage is just too cute. I can see all of you at once. And I love how “Oh Fuck” ended up as the centerpiece…that’s just too priceless.

~spiderfarmer~

So, the boy has the stomach flu (he’s feeling a little better today…yay!). Then a series of things started going wrong in the house. Expensive things. Big things. Things where I may have to wait days and days to get a repairman…which is really bad when one of those things is the fridge.

Seriously, yesterday, the fridge stopped cooling, and started leaking. (On to the hardwood floors, because I’m an idiot and put hardwoods in the kitchen.) Then, the ovens started freaking out, flashing error codes, then finally settling on beeping every 20 seconds and flashing F7. Then one toilet stopped working, and another sprung a leak that will require me replacing everything but the potty itself.

Apparently, I’ve done something to anger the house gods.

So, I just finished “The Five People You Meet In Heaven”. I didn’t have high hopes, assuming it would be a fiction equivalent of the Chicken Soup for the X series of books. So not true. This is a really brilliant little book. It’s a quick read, just a couple hundred pages, but it’s just packed with all kinds of yummy wordy goodness.

The protagonist is a character named Eddie…and in the first chapter, he dies. The rest of the story weaves between the past of Eddie’s life, and the five people he meets in heaven that explain some of the events. The premise being that after you die, five people that you’ve impacted, or who have impacted your life, come forward to help you move past the death stage and into whatever stage follows it. The author never touches religion, which is interesting…and refreshing. And he avoids being maudlin or overly sentimental. Nor does he discuss what happens after you fulfill your role as one of “the five”.

It’s really a good read. Of course, I’ve been wandering around wondering who my five would be…and to whom I would be one of the five.

Note for the girls: Not a good PMS book…unless you’re shooting for that weepy hysteria that oft accompanies long-distance commercials during this time of month.

So, I’m clearing out storage space by going through and getting rid of more clothes. Yes, this is round three, and yes…I still have 3 dressers and 2 closets worth of clothes I haven’t worn since a democrat was in power. So anyway, I thought I’d start by getting rid of all the club clothes…because I’m never going to be that skinny again, what with the not being in college, and not having a coke dealer…and then, I ran across this cartoon…which just made me laugh out loud.