Woo hoo… a regular blog post.Â Hey, I’ve been busy, cut me some slack.
First off, a wedding update.Â We were able to clear the final major hurdle in this whole process this week.Â We finally have someone to actually marry us.Â Which is a big load off the shoulders.Â Who knew that judges would be so hard to get a hold of, especially if you don’t have an “in” with one of them.Â Luckily, we were able to find retired Judge Richard Grant who had nothing better to do that afternoon and graciously agreed to officiate.Â Whew!
From here on in, everything else is minor detail stuff.Â The big stuff is all locked in.Â We got registered, but I don’t think we beeped enough stuff.Â Got a lot of people coming to this thing…Â (Macy’s and Bed Bath and Beyond, in case you’re interested).Â T-minus 44 days and counting.Â (46 days until Maui).
News this past week here in the Valley is that all 7 Round Table Pizza‘s just up and closed one day.Â No notice given to even the employees. Normally, this wouldn’t register on my radar, but since three of my top 5 favorite pizzas came from Round Table, I was and still am quite upset about this.Â When I was single, I ate Round Table once a week.Â Seriously.Â Now, I know we have Idaho Pizza Company, which split off from Round Table years ago, and is similar pizza, but its not the same.Â I still can’t quite believe I won’t ever have their pepperoni, or King Author Supreme or Montague’s All-Meat Marvel whenever I want.Â I am legitimately pissed about this.Â I can’t even describe.Â Well, next time I’m vacationing anywhere near one, you can bet what I’m going to pick up. *sigh* I do know this… if they keep playing TV commercials for it, I’m gonna be PISSED.
In other personal news, I have somehow slipped in to a vortex of horrible minor personal choices.Â Lemme explain.
In recent months, I have had the absolute worst luck in picking minor shit.Â For example, at any store where you have more than 1 checkout lane, EVERY SINGLE TIME I end up behind the person who is trying to use 19 coupons, can’t find their checkbook, need 27 different price checks, or some other reason to waste as much of my time as possible.Â It is uncanny.Â And it seriously is every time.Â It’s gotten so bad that I make Jess pick when we are together.Â It’s the only way we can get out of the store within this century.
As a corollary to this, is my channel surfing has gone down the toilet.Â I’ll be on one channel, and flipping through the DirecTV guide seeing what else is on.Â When I pick something and navigate to it, without fail that channel will be on a commercial.Â I don’t know how I do it. Â It is exceptionally frustrating.Â Jess can back me up on this, it has gotten ridiculous.
Boise State and Peak Broadcasting finally announced who would be taking over for the longtime voice of the Broncos Paul J. Schneider.Â Bob Behler comes to BSU from UMass, and seems like a well seasoned play by play guy.Â I’m sure he’ll do a great job, but I’m still a little off kilter.Â I mean, Paul J has been an absolute fixture here for 35 years.Â It will take me a long time to get used to hearing someone else calling BSU games.
I’m sorry.Â I love Paul J.Â I know he wasn’t always the most accurate announcer in the world (to be kind) but dammit he had the voice.Â My entire life has been spent listening to him.Â I really hope Behler does a great job.Â He has some huge shoes to fill.
House has been coming along.Â We’re getting fairly settled.Â We’ve got fewer work men coming by the house fixing things.Â Fewer boxes full of stuff we might need soon.Â I’ve been wrestling with our sprinkler system since one of the stations is a pain in my ass.Â Half of the station is a marsh complete with standing water, while the other half is drying out and the grass is dying.Â So, I’ve been fighting with it trying to get the right amount of water and everything.Â I think I’m getting close, but I’ll probably need to get that big station broken into 2 different ones.Â Ugh.
One downside to living in a new, fancy subdivision?Â Door to door salesmen.Â Gaaa…Â I haven’t lived in a place where they are so thick like they are at our new place.Â Damn.Â If it ain’t the security system guy it’s the pest control guy.Â The problem is that we’re so used to having various workmen come by the house, I have to answer the door just to be sure.Â BANG, I’m caught in their web and I gotta spend the next 10 minutes trying to extricate myself from their elaborate sales-pitch web.Â Plus, since we have a regular old window in our front door, I can’t even peep out and neglect to answer the door when I notice its a sales guy.Â Well, I guess I could, but even I can’t be that big of a schmuck… of course, it would be pretty funny to walk up to the window, wave at the guy, then walk away from the door.Â Maybe next time.
One week.Â I can’t wait.
Well, that’s all I got for now.Â Happy 4th of July everyone.