For the past 2 days I have had plenty of both. First, my used phone has been getting texts from these idiot tweens who have absolutely no business owning a phone. Yes, they are layover from when my nephew had the phone. It's absolutely frustrating when they believe you are not you, but him. Tonight I ended with Fuck Off to this latest moron. After 10 texts of me telling her to stop texting me, I am not him, she still thought I was him. Switching to my old tween vernacular, Brain Dead Much? What-ever! And to date myself, poof, brick wall!
The cold weather. Ah, the cold weather! Forget what they said in the news, the winds here have been a constant 30+, with gusts of over 60 mph. My family has lived through 3 hurricanes that I can remember, we can judge winds. The trampoline, yeah, it flew on top of the barn, through the walnut tree. It was stuck there, until the wind blew it out, taking several limbs with it. Mum and dad finally got it wrangled to the barn and tied down. Our decks, trees, yard, driveway, everything has nice ice patches wherever the wind could find purchase.
Absolutely lovely! *Snorts* NOT!
You have no idea how much I hate having to switch to twit mode. Martha Stewart give me strength!