The Besmirched Peshmurga gets an Annulment Update

2003-04-11

I heard the word "besmirched" on the radio last night, and I thought that really is a word that needs to be used more often.  I like the way it sounds, I guess.  I also like the way "peshmurga" sounds.  They are good words.

In case anyone here is thinking about buying a house, let me give you some advice: don't.  Or, at the very least, buy a really small house.  For some reason, we decided to buy a large house (because a house is an "investment", or something like that).  And now, we have no money.  None.  Nada.  We are flat broke. 

I know what you are thinking "Leo clocks the mad grip, how could you be broke?'.  Well, maybe it has something to do with a golf club membership that costs way more than my car.  Plus the bazillion dollars of student loans we owe.  Why, oh why, didn't we just live in a socialist country long enough to go to college and THEN move to the US?  What were we THINKING?

Perhaps, instead of going to school for the rest of my life, I should get a second job.  I get up at 5:30 to get to work right now.  Maybe if I got up at 4, I could get a paper route.  Or I could start catering.  I need a good name for my catering business.  Any suggestions?
I hate the names that make a play on the name of food (like Just in Thyme) and I hate the cutesy names (Like Chrissy's Creative Culinary Creations). 

THIS JUST IN - While I was writing this, I had a moment of extreme weakness, so I called the tribunal about the status of my annulment.  We got another wedding invitation last night and they just depress me at this point.  Any hoo, I called and the receptionist looked up my file and transferred me to the person who is "handling my case".  You may remember that, last time, the receptionist told me that "I had time to knit a large afghan before they made a decision".  So getting transferred to a person was really exciting.  I told him my name and case number, then he repeated my name a few times.  Then he said "Wait!  I know why your name sounds familiar!  It's because I am writing your case right now!". 

I was overcome with the impulse to offer him money for a favorable decision.  But I didn't, which is good because I am making my first confession on Saturday and I hate to start out my Catholic life by bribing a priest.  Of course, if they can be bought off in the confession too...  There needs to be more graft in the church.  So, the guy promised me an answer before Easter!  Can I just say -AAAAHHHH!  After the first decision, it has to be sent to another archdiocese for a second opinion.  I'm hoping it goes to somewhere small, like the upper peninsula.  If it goes to Chicago, I could be al old, old woman before I get married.

Pray for me!  And vote yes on my annulment!

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