Dispatches on this rainy day

Oh, yes. It’s time for your weekly dose of dispatches. You know that secretly, very deeply inside, you’ve been waiting for this all week long. Yep, you have. Don’t talk back to me!

So, I won’t keep you waiting! Here we go:

• Today is off to an auspicious start. I had cake for breakfast. Not coffee cake, cake. With coffee and OJ, which is juice, not the former football player who totally creeps me out. Then, I had to get gas on my way to work and I can’t figure out how to use my Kroger card at the Shell near my house even though it says you can. And it’s raining. And then, I got almost to work and realized I have a huge runner in my hose, which I am wearing because despite being spring, it’s a little too chilly not to and they give my award-winning whitest legs ever some color. And this runner is HUGE ranging from my knee to my thigh. Oh, well. Maybe no one will notice? Maybe I’ll take the hose off. Or maybe I’ll just pretend like I don’t know it’s there and hope wearing it with confidence makes everyone else forget.

• This morning, I found Muffin sitting in the dark, alone, on the floor in the guest room. Sometimes, she just goes in there and sits by herself. I have no idea why. (BTW, she said to tell you that I’m the one who’s weird and sometimes she just needs to sit in quiet rooms without me in there making noise. To which I’d like to reply that sometimes I need to sleep without paws boring into my back. But I digress.)

• Last weekend, I woke up singing Lady Antebellum’s “I Need You Now,” which is basically a country booty call song. That I am sort of embarrassed to admit I like. But the weird part is that I hadn’t listened to it in a while, so I didn’t know how it got in my head. Then, the other day, I woke up at 3:45 a.m. suddenly and could hear music. I thought it was my alarm for a minute, because I wake up to music and my alarm starts out very quietly and grows in volume until you shoot out of bed and slap at it blindly, sending TV remotes and various other items crashing around your room. Um, not that that has actually happened or anything. Anyway, I realized it was NOT my alarm, being 3:45 a.m. and all and finally decided that my neighbor must have a radio right against the wall behind my head. And he loves country music and may listen to it late or night or just have it on while he sleeps. Now I wonder if that’s how the Lady Antebellum song got stuck in my head.

• My high school played in the state championship game on Saturday, but lost by 2 points at the buzzer. A Bernie player shot a three pointer that hit the rim, but didn’t go in at the buzzer, so it was second place for the Mules. Some of the players cried and seemed devastated (I was watching a live stream), but I hope they realize that the whole town is proud of them and thinks second place is a pretty big deal.

Well, that’s it for today. It’s time to get to work and think about second breakfast. Which will be healthier than cake. . . I hope.