I have no idea what time it really is. Right now it's either 11:46am or 11:28am. Every clock in this house is set to a different time. I'm also confused as to what day it is. It feels like Monday but the all the garbage at the end of the driveway tells me otherwise.
As I was complaining about all this confusion to my husband this morning, he just turned to me and said...
Blame Bush.
Yes! Yes! I blame Bush for all of it!
Too rainy last night for fireworks?
I blame Bush.
Too tired today to really give a hoot about working?
I blame Bush.
Cows near a McDonald's drivethru?
Yep. I blame Bush.
My i-Photo program not letting me import all the photos from the weekend from my cheap digital camera?
You got it. I blame Bush!
The fact that I own such a cheap digital camera?
Totally Bush's fault.
Got anything you want to Blame Bush for today?
Hamburgers overcooked yesterday? Your fireworks' grand finale a let down last night? Can't find your glasses? Your keys? Where you set your coffee cup down?
Just let it all go in the comment thread. You'll feel better.
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