Shhyea, like I could sleep through this


It’s absolutely POURING right now. I am sitting in the heart of a severe thunderstorm and the lightning and thunder are insane. And very constant. There is no chance of me sleeping.

I have been glued to the local news because we have a tornado watch in effect so naturally, I’m gonna pay attention.

I’m not gonna lie, the thunder is freaking me out. I HATE this. I haven’t ever been through a storm like this. I feel like the rain is whipping so hard, my windows are going to break! Top that off with some thunder that is absurd and well, my is not happy.

This is some video I took about 30 minutes ago, before the heart of the storm landed on my apartment. This doesn’t even do it justice. Not even close.

Storm



Amendment to the below


And for the love of Christ, my last name has an ‘s’ on the end of it!



Spelling Lesson


Today I got home while the sun was still out. It was neat. Well, technically the sun wasn’t out, it was behind a lot of big puffy gray clouds. And it was hot today. Sprinkly and warm. Intriguing combination. It’s very typical down here.

Also typical down here is the spelling of ‘go’. Maybe I have covered this before but the fact of the matter is that here, go and any other word that has a hard “o” sound is spelled with a “eaux” in place of the o. For instance, “go” would be “geaux”.

Recently, while driving down Earhart Expressway, I saw a bumper stick that said “Preaux Life”. What an interesting combination– to attempt cleverosity (yes, I did just make up a word, thank you for noticing) while discussing a serious topic. I don’t necessarily know how I feel about it.

Then, whilst driving, I began thinking of spellings. Luckily, my name is Colleen, with the o being a soft o therefor not being subjected to a spelling change. However, my brother Joe is in trouble. According to the rule of the hard o, Joe’s name would be spelled Jeauxe. On second thought, once typed, it looks as absurd as the rule itself. Jeauxe. Always Joe.

While we’re on the topic of spelling, it should be noted that my last name has a capital M. Big L, little e, big M. When I first got here, lots of people didn’t realize that. My new office mate was courteous enough to help me out in my quest to right my name.

Thus, this was hung on our door until my real nameplate arrived.

Please note the end of my title. Cleverosity in action.

Seaux, in conclusion, I am still learning things about life in the boot and this is another one.

PS- That will also be the last time I purposefully misspell a word. I almost couldn’t do it. It pains me.

PPS- Since I’m home at a decent hour, I felt obligated to blog though I have nothing terribly exciting to report, as noted by the above rambling. On the flip side, I am home early enough to cook a real dinner. I like living life on the edge like that.



All that’s missing is a couch on which to sleep


Kiss me, I’m Irish


This was on the radio today. It cracked me up so naturally, I found it on YouTube.

I hope I have kids with this kind of humor.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day! I’m off to the ballpark (that’s odd)