Gadzooks, socks and boots

Ah, right off the bat I think I’m going to have to get some compressed air and blow out the “n” key (did that) because it did not want to go down. So, first crisis of the morning taken care of. Well, it wasn’t the first crisis; the first one was not being able to easily put my hands on a pair of matching socks – but then I figured I’m wearing tall boots, so who cares. (I do not put mismatched socks in the same category as underwear with holes in socks when it comes to the ER.)

I have no good reason for the Gadzooks, other than although I know a day is a day and a year is a year, I just feel better about it going to be 2014. Of course, there’s still a few hours to go, but I’ll just pretend I’m really far east of here until midnight.

I have no celebratory New Year’s Eve planned. No resolutions. Not anything. I first typed “no nothing”, keeping with the vernacular, but it just rubbed too hard the wrong way on the nap. That’s kind of funny because I just had to shift off the option in post writing that highlights grammar questions. It was driving me crazy with its little suggestions that I might way to phrase things differently.

We have a light snow this morning, with the occasional flake still falling. I’m going to check the weather forecast now and perhaps you’ll hear another GADZOOKS!