a cold new world

Got my A/C fixed! Yesterday I returned home to an uncle and an A/C man in my driveway, wrapping up their work. You know what that means? All windows shall remain closed for the foreseeable future. Thus, I won't have to deal with the feathered version of Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band ruining my morning!

So, to rejoice, I wake up an extra minute early this morning JUST so I can go upstairs and read every single article in the newspaper. I open it up, stretch a bit and peer deep into the text of Sunday's paper. Looks like mom accidentally threw away Tuesday's edition! (Thanks, mum!) So, I ask you this: Who out there does not want me to enjoy an editorial with my breakfast meal? And since when did the Sunday paper begin excluding the funnies?!?