Tone Parsons

My mother and father in-law will be here on Friday or Saturday.

Of course, we’ve been preparing for their extended stay for a while. Shampooing carpets, buying furnature for them, etc.

This weekend’s shopping: lamps and beds and spreads (oh my!).

I picked up a couple of table lamps on clearance (they were $59.99 but I found them for $9.98!). These are so retro they’re cool again (and the glass base… no plastic here… glows). I also found a totally funky floor lamp for the downstairs TV room (to give a warm glow to the place).

We also had to buy a bed.

We went to the mattress store where we purchased our bed from (a Simmons Beautyrest Holmes… and a total piece of crap) and looked around for a while. After 40 minutes of lying on one bed, then another, we went across the street to Northwest Bedding. The first bed I laid on there (the Rosevelt) was wonderful! We ordered one for our room (king size) and one for my youngest son’s room (full size). We’re going to take the queen size from his room and put it in the guest room (it’s a damn fine bed, and this will give him a little more walking space in his room).

The price on the beds was pretty good (it was still damned expensive), but we got both of them for less than we paid for the old bed (again… I hate that damn thing! It’s only 2 years old and the sleeping surface is totally failing).

Then, I went out and got bedding for the full and queen.

The guest room is going with the red plaid, and my son gets the blue strips (sorry… no floral or paisley prints!).

Oh… and for those of you who are waiting for the lastest news on my plans to rule the world with an iron fist… I have no news.  I do, however, have a somewhat woody scent (from all the smoke that was blown up my ass).

Happy Cinco de Mayo!

It also happens to be my 16th wedding anniversary.

Our first date was on November 6, 1987 (yes… I remember these kinds of things :-)). I had attempted to ask her out on 3 other occasions (apparently I wasn’t quite clear, as she didn’t realize I was asking her out). Finally, someone else clued her in and the we finally went on a date.

Our first date was pretty simple. We stopped and grabbed a bite to eat and then went to C.J. Timothy’s Comedy Underground (which is now called O’Dority’s Irish Pub, and doesn’t do comedy shows any more). A good time was had and we continued to date for a few years.

Finally, we tied the knot on May 5, 1990.

So… HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, Angie!! Lets hit the Outback Steakhouse and eat large slabs of dead cow and wash it down with cold pints of Fosters (Oi! We’ll bog in and hit the turps!)

🙂

Tomorrow I begin my plan to rule the world with an iron fist.

Today, I’m hiding under my desk in the fetal position.

If it can go wrong, today was apparently the day for it to do so.

On a bright note… I did get the server I’ve been working on for the past two days finished up. This means that I no longer have a HP DL380 G4 with redundant power supplies and fan kit running like a jet engine about a foot behind my head.

Seriously… that’ll drive you mad after a few hours.