Wow

Twas the night before Fitzmas, and in the White House
Every one was scared shitless, and Bush was quite soused
The indictments were hanging like Damoceles’ sword
As verminous oxen prepared to be gored

The perps were all sleepless, curled fetal in bed
While visions of prison cells loomed in each head
And Dick in his jammies, and George in his lap
Were sweating and swearing and looking like crap

When out on the web there arose such a clatter
The blogs and the forums were buzzing with chatter
Away to the PC Rove ran like a flash
He booted his browser and cleared out his cache

The rumors that flew through the cold autumn air
Made Dubya shiver with angry despair
When what to his horror-filled eyes did he spy?
A bespectacled man with a brown suit and tie!

With an impartial manner that gave Bush the shits
He knew in a moment it must be St. Fitz!
With unwavering voice, his indictments they came
He cleared out his throat and he called them by name:

Now Scooter, Now Libby,
Now Blossoming Turd,
Now Cheney, dear Cheney,
Yes, you are the third
To the bench of the court
Up the steps, down the hall
Now come along, come along,
Come along, all!

He then became silent, and went right to work
He filed the indictments and turned with a jerk
And pointing his finger at justice’s scale
Said, “The people be served, and let fairness prevail.”

He then left the room, to his team gave a nod
And the sound could be heard of a crumbling facade
And we all did exclaim, as he faded from sight
“Merry Fitzmas to all, and to all a good night!”

- © Daryl W. Permission granted to repost. Please include this attribution.

On the Subject of Coffee

Children woke me at 3:30; youngest went right back to sleep; oldest said she'd never got to sleep at all...

I stayed up with her and at 7:30 decided I'd better have some real coffee this morning since it will be a very long day today.

Had my formerly usual 20 ouncer of "real" coffee; and now, 1-1/2 hours later, I had a heart jolt where I thought my heart would pound itself right out of my chest.

Maybe orange juice next time, eh.

Outta Here

I'm outta here. That's it. It's been a freakishly busy few weeks (as you may have noticed by the lack of blog entries). Several smallish events, and then the Big Event of Back to School Night for Emily's preschool, where we did our major fundraising. I did the Madame President thing, emceed, passed around gifts, talked to people, told bad jokes on the microphone, etc.

Now, I'm packing for a Mom's Spa Weekend in Lake Tahoe. The same cabin where I stayed with the girls in August. I am so looking forward to this! Grownup conversation!

Although, I already miss my family. I haven't had that much time with them anyway for the last few weeks...so much so that I think Emily doesn't know she lives here, she's had so many people watching her for me. Oh well, maybe I can bring her a nice guilt gift when I come home. And Sarah, too, for allowing me to neglect her a lot during the last few weeks.

So, I leave tomorrow afternoon for Reno, then a drive up to Tahoe. I'll return Sunday night. I hope the cleaning genies come while I'm gone!

Forgive me for not updating about Poppy and the girls, as well as Scott. So much going on there just hasn't been time to type it all. Briefly, Poppy is still in the convalescent hospital; bone doc says his hip continues to heal wonderfully. Too bad Poppy is still confused. It will be a few weeks before he can return to his apartment. Sarah's soccer team managed to keep their #1 position in their division; but they need to keep winning games. If they lose one game, their one-point lead goes away, and the three teams tied for 2nd, plus the four teams tied for 3rd place, move up, making out Galaxy Girls the 8th place team. Those other seven can't all win; so maybe it's not actually bad, but our coach sure "encourages" the girls to play more aggressively as well as dribble better. Sarah is becoming quite the nice young lady, doing thoughtful things for others (finally!), and trying to be very nice to her sister. Maybe all those scraming fits I've had about being nice to each other and showing love for each other are beginning to work! She continues her piano lessons and seems to love playing.

Emily loves preschool; she decided that she will marry Cougar as well as Brendan. Progressive, that little girl! She's tall for her age, and is very talkative, even more so than Sarah ever was. She gets home from school and nonstop talks and runs around and talks and shows me everything, and sings. She definitely is joyful! I love having her around and miss her when she's in school.

Scott has been fairly ill for the past 5-6 weeks. He came home with a cough from Reno when he attended the Air Races in September, and it not only didn't go away after time, it got worse. When he finally was able to see a doctor, the diagnosis was asthma and steroids were prescribed. He still didn't get better, and I finally got involved, called the doctors and got him to urgent care. The docs there diagnosed bronchitis, and maybe walking pneumonia and prescribed antibiotics, plus gave him a nebulizer treatment. That was last night, and today he seems better but very fatigued.

As for me, I'm going to relax in Tahoe for a few days, have fun with my virtual sisters, give a toast to our late friend, dring champagne and whatever else is offered. Then I'll come home and try to get back to normal routines.

It wasn't as short as I thought it would be, but there it is. I'll try this writing thing again when I return from Tahoe, or maybe while I'm there.

Good Weekend to All!