Were I in Texas I would be tempted to say "Boy howdy I'm plum tuckered out!". Being as how I am north of the Mason/Dixie I will say "Damn! I'm tired!"

Just pulled Myself out of the lake after swimming 2,000 meters without stopping. Woot! Now someone carry Me to bed.

Life has been pretty swell for the past few days. The drama that invoked the almighty Etch-A-Sketch was a particular bit of stupidity. Thankfully not any of My or Mine's stupidity, but rather others. Thankfully they realised how innane they were being and corrected the situation. And life continues on. Since then I have been celebrating our close shave with destiny.

Woke up yesterday with the urge to deep clean My bedroom. So out went the bed, out went the drawers and dressers, out went the nightstands. And cleaning ensued. Afterward I thought I deserved a treat so I took My husband out to the movies. We saw Predators last night. I enjoyed it a lot. I am a fan of the Predator franchise (except that god awful AVPR). I even find the Predators a little sexy, so I am not sure what that says about Me. Regardless I enjoyed the flick for what it was. Nothing deep. Lots of "stalking" and death. Yes there were plot holes you could fit a Predator wildlife preserve in, but that is ok. It's not meant to be deep. As with any movie that had a comic book, after the flick My husband and I spent the ride home discussing the story. I came to the conclusion that the Predators in this flick were the rednecks of the Predator species. That made Me smile.

Today I took My kid to see Shrek the Whatever. I won't say it's horrible but I won't say it's good. I've seen worse, let's leave it at that.

Then I headed to the lake for the afore mentioned 2,000 meters. Woot.

Now food and sleep. Life is good.