My sad attempt at a public service announcement

Yes, I'm OK. I just felt obligated decided to try to fix my yard this weekend since it appears that Sanford and Son have taken up residence here! Since Hotboy did a lovely job on the patio, he also killed my hard earned and much fertilized lawn. I have been so grossed out by the look of the backyard that I have not stepped out there in weeks. This is so unlike me. I am usually neurotic on the ball when it comes to yard work. So I have spent the bulk of the weekend pulling weeds- rich blog fodder, folks, let me tell you!

However, I will say that Hotboy will be returning tomorrow to install a garden wall. I would say that he may be appearing here soon, BUT since I've "come out" of the blogging closet, I am afraid that the jig may be up. I might be bordering that stalking, invasion of privacy, restraining order line, but since my scruples have been in question, I've not yet come to a clear cut decision- so stay tuned!

The reason I wanted to make my yard presentable is the rescheduling of my 70's party. I guess you just thought I was a bitch never followed up on this and kept all the fun details to myself. Well, no. Actually, we rescheduled because many people were unable to come. So, Saturday is the big day!

As I prepare for my party, I might want to fix the gaping hole in my shower (where tiles just started falling this weekend- quality craftsmanship people!). I'm not complaining though (I'm just popping a few extra happy pills to get me through it!) Although I may be expecting guests, one of them will not be Gustav.

I'm in the middle of the middle of the middle of America. I am not remotely affected by hurricanes (besides the fact that I will be vacationing in the gulf in October, assuming it's still there!)

When Katrina hit, we had just moved. We hadn't sold our old house and were living in the new one and in quite a predicament! Double mortgages, double maintenance, double utilities, the thought of it turns my stomach still! That was probably the deepest depression I have ever been in. We didn't know if it would ever end. I feel for the people right now in similar situations since the real estate market has worsened!

Anyhoo, as twisted as it may be, I thrived on watching coverage of Katrina. Sure, in a wrong way, it made me feel better about my stupid little problem. In a true perspective sort of way, though, it made me realize that there were worse problems I could have than having two homes- sure- 2 homes that we couldn't afford, but 2 homes, nonetheless!

My hurricane coverage addiction of CNN and The Weather Channel has again reared it's ugly head. I can't get enough. Again, it has come at a time, for me, where things have been tough. And again, oddly enough, the danger and the uncertainty that they are facing helps my outlook of my piddly little problems.

I hope everyone in the affected areas stay safe!