Honeymoon Fever

Cruise

Well it's finally here. We planned this so long ago that I'm really unsure how to handle it being so close. The cruise, the honeymoon, the (as Michael calls it) mother of all vacations, is finally here. One week from this moment we will be in the air over the Atlantic Ocean heading to Barcelona. I bought a nice camera to document the sights and I'll be bringing the computer with me so that I can post (and store) pictures and blog about our adventures. Actually, that's a lie. I'm bringing the computer so that Michael can keep up with his email and send trivia.

But, I will be writing about our trip and depending on how things go my musings may find their way onto this blog. Stay tuned for pics and wit.

Also, cross your fingers that I'm not still sick. I'm feeling under the weather right now. Not good.

Cha Ching

This years football/gambling season is going well. I won last weeks weekly picks and I'm in the running this week too. Also still in the knock out pool from work. If tonight's game score is between 35 and 37 points combined I win again. I wonder if there will be an angry mob at my door if I win 2 weeks in a row.

Sweet!

This week my football picks are right on the money. The weekly pool where you pick against the spreads is really going my way. I have 9 right and, provided the MNF game goes well I'll be in the money to the tune of 4 Benjamins.

Here's what I need:
Vikings to win. Or if the Saints win they have to only win by 3 or less. And the total combined points of the game final scores needs to be under 36. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

The elimination pool at work is going well too. I'm still alive with the Dallas pick from last week. This coming Sunday I picked the Jets to win. Again, cross your fingers, Cincinnati may be sick of being winless. That would be trouble for me.

Fall-Down Predicted

My faithful readers (all four of you) know from past blogs that I tend to fall down quite a lot. This is why I was alarmed to find that the house cleaner that we recently hired has polished our floors with butter, or something equally as slippery. It's like an ice rink in here. Remember when Tom Pledged my floors? Yes, well, it's like that only slightly less slick and all over the house. If I fall down I'll let you know. The fall down blogs are always very amusing.