Our friends, Clair & Kevin, joked last week about what disasters could happen around the days leading up to their wedding. When they've gone to weddings for other friends, there always seemed to be something that happened that caused some sort of excitement. One wedding, Clair got her pinky caught in the car door as it closed. This caused it break and bleed profusely. Since they're getting married on a boat, we kidded that someone would inevitably fall overboard.
Well, their violinist for their ceremony nearly took herself out while washing dishes last night.
Matt had made some pasta salad for Father's Day and I was washing the metal cutting thing that spins around in the food processor. Apparently, I was twisting the plate the wrong way and ended up slicing my thumb. Fortunately, I'm pretty level-headed when it comes to injuries, so I rinsed it off quick, wrapped a paper towel around my thumb, went upstairs and tightly wrapped and taped a big piece of guaze …
It's that time of year where either you are going to weddings or hearing about friends who are moving house. We've got one of each this month. For the moving house installments, click over to Sabrina's blog to read the latest about her and Olivia moving into their first house.
On my way home from doing my nightly news recording, I heard this growling noise next to me at a stoplight. At first I thought it was a dog, then decided it sounded more like one of the space fights from a Star Wars movie. I looked to my left to see a battered pick-up truck next to me with two metal dudes. The noise was death metal on their sound system. As the drums kicked in, the passenger began to rock out, hair flying around him in an obligatory, head banging frenzy. The light turned green, and truck half-eaten by rust rumbled away with a sign where the tailgate should have been that read, "Caution! Falling Parts!"
After checking the Wayback Machine and Google Cache without any success, I'm starting to think my template is lost for good. I think I even used the phrase "borked" earlier.
So now I'm at that crossroad of going to something generic or hitting up one of several friends who are talented in the web design arena for help in creating a new template. Of course, the idea of changing my host has crossed my mind too. Anyone have any suggestions? Also, anyone have other ideas on how I might be able to retrieve my old template?
Matt instant messaged me at work yesterday and said, "Uh, your template? Gone." I immediately clicked over to this page and was greeted with the expanse of white for a background. At least all my links and posts are still here.
I have contacted Web Divas since, while they've closed up shop, they're still hosting sites. I don't know if this includes hosting images. I hope I actually get a response since I rather liked the template I designed and Cherry created.
On Tuesday, I had to travel to our county seat for jury duty. The crowd that filled the courtroom was quite happy to hear that we were all dismissed because all six cases that had been lined up pled guilty. As a result, I got a half day out of the deal.
Now, I could have spent the rest of the day doing laundry and switching over my summer/winter wardrobe. Instead, I decided to enjoy my enclosed front porch, and sit on my couch reading Charming Thirds by Megan McCafferty.
Later on, I kept the good summer feeling going by indulging in some limoncello my parents brought back from Sorrento, Italy.
This is my favorite way to spend sunny summer days.
Ok, a couple more things. As I've said before, this was a great season. I got a little emotional after last night's game ended. But then I thought, "Carolina had to work their arses off to win this series." With all the injuries that took out some of our best players, and all the new guys on the ice, some might be misled into thinking that a game against the Sabres would be a cakewalk. When it takes going to Game 7 to beat them, it's evident what a strong team we have.
Forgive the Fleetwood Mac post title, but it's appropriate. We have next year, and if the make-up of the team stays relatively the same (Please Keep Fitzpatrick!) then another trip to the play-off's should be in the Sabres' future.
It feels almost macabre to say, "Is that all you've got?? Come on, we can handle it!"
This makes Toni Lydman and Rory Fitzpatrick our star defensemen now. One of my friends who is a sportscaster said to me in Game 6 against Ottawa, "I just have this weird feeling that Fitzie is going to end up the hero somehow in one of the series." This may be the only time I quote Bob Segar and say, "We've got tonight!"