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I tried to update over the weekend, but kept getting very strange error messages and the posts never made it. I don’t think I blame it on Blogger though, as my PC was acting flaky. It always acts flaky after I am on Napster. Do you think I would learn finally and reboot it after I finish downloading? Noooooo… (Duh.) It’s probably a good thing I didn’t post – I was in a bad mood for half the weekend. It is allergy season here now, and it gave me a headache. I couldn’t figure out what was wrong until I went outside to get in the car yesterday so we could head off to the annual Blue & Gold Cub Scout dinner and my cute little silver Honda Civic (that is *still* missing the molding) had a lovely yellow hue to it thanks to the oak pollen. I guess I shouldn’t complain too much though – Chelsey & her son Jordan got to come up to visit on Saturday for lunch and so we could catch up on the episodes of Friends and Will & Grace that she missed while she was on the Saltgrass Trail Ride. I had recorded them on to TiVo, but my VCR wouldn’t let me transfer them to tape. I have to turn my TV stand around and see if I have the connections set up right – before I moved to my current apartment I could do it. I must not have something wired right. But “it’s all gooooood…” I was happy to get to see her, and we are going to the Rodeo on Wednesday to see JoDee Messina. I have to drive in to downtown so she doesn’t have to take the shuttle alone, but it is the only way I could get her to go. I don’t mind the drive or the shuttle for that matter. Guess it helps that I took the bus to work in downtown for over five years.

Know what I hate? When people (namely men) tell you that they will call so you can get together… and then don’t call. I hate that. At least just pick up the phone and call and cancel. Tell me you never want to talk to me again. Whatever. That is less painful then the torture of the unknown. Grumble, grumble… I just had to vent about that. I am a very patient and a very understanding person – so it just irritates the heck out of me when people take advantage of it. On that note, I am going to go work on pulling out of this funk that I am in. I wore my new boots to work today – that helped. Funny how some cool, funky shoes can help any woman’s mood.

Thanks Rick for filling me in on Mr. Rodgers. Just in case Blog Voices ever goes away, I have to add it here…

I think the idea of having Fred change his shoes at the beginning of the show is to make it look like he is coming home from a job like children’s parents would do as well. Wouldn’t quiet be the same if Mr. R was already home in his bath robe with a can of beer and a 3-day beard, I think he took the “I want to grow a beard” way to serious. 🙂

Oh my! The mental image of Mr. R in his bathrobe sippin’ a brew is too much for me to take after today. But you know what? My parents came home from work and changed – matter of fact, my Mom calls my Dad’s sweaters the Mr. Rodger’s sweaters because they are all cardigans – but they never put on tennis shoes! That is the part that always amused me. And you know what, I am STILL singing that darn song. No wonder I am in such a happy mood today.

Now this is fun!

Many thanks to Fred at vain, selfish & lazy for making me laugh quite hard with his commentary on the Grammys. What a riot. I love the bit about the twins from a few days earlier too.

Ahhhh… the memories. Don’t ask me why, but for some reason I just left Mr. Rodger’s Neighborhood on when I was flipping channels. And it brought a few questions to mind. Do you think he ever considered just wearing the tennis shoes & the sweater to the show instead of making that big production about changing them? I always wondered that when I was a kid. Why wear dress shoes there and then put on tennis shoes? And then change them again when you leave? It always seemed odd. And is it just me, or does that closing song still make everyone feel happy even as an adult? “It’s such a good feeling, to know you’re alive. It’s such a happy feeling, you’re growing inside. And when you wake up, ready to say I think I’ll make a snappy today (snap, snap), it’s such a good feeling, a very good feeling. A feeling you know that I’ll be back when the day is new, and I’ll have more ideas for you. And you’ll have things you’ll want to talk about, and I will too.” I just have to sing along every time I hear it. Then his little closing speech, “You always make each day a special day by just your being yourself! That’s right! I like being with you!” Awwww, shucks. I make each day a special day! Man, that warm fuzzy feeling is still nice, even when you are no longer a kid. Maybe that’s it – it makes you feel like a kid at heart, still safe & secure, knowing that Mr. Rodgers will be back. Hmmmm. Well, it’s still a nice way to start out the day! Come on everyone – sing along!