Well clearly it’s not my day. To the 4 of you who read yesterday’s post on search terms, we were robbed!
Today as I clicked on my stats page, not that I’m obsessive or anything, I glanced at the “search engine terms” section and was rewarded with this little gem:
“a picture of a doughnut on a cock”
The perv out there looking for a pastry covered penis couldn’t have searched a couple of days sooner?
And since its crabby day here in chaosville, while I was fuming about what could have been search term gold, the phone rang.
It was the school secretary asking if D2 was home with me today. Uh, she got on the bus with D3 and she’s not marked absent. Did they drop her off at Starbucks?
Teacher error? I was told they’d call me back if she’s truly not there and that was 30 minutes ago. So it must be safe to assume she was in the bathroom when roll was taken? Do they not double-check these things?
It’s 4 below zero, I doubt she went for a walk!
Speaking of below zero, this is the song that started going through my head when I looked at the thermometer this morning. It may be the real reason I’m on edge.
I’ll leave you with the opening lines:
“Oh, it’s 40 below and I don’t give a f***, got a heater in my truck and I’m off to the rodeo.”
The biggest question: Why do I know this?