I'm sitting in my liviing room, we don't have a large house, just a basic 3 bedroom ranch style. It is 7:15 am. I've been up for almost an hour. I'm sipping on my coffee (which is quite good btw, I bought some Folgers which we don't usually drink, but it was on sale, and I'm cheap and it's good).
Anyhoo... I'm sitting here and I hear this noise. It sounds like a chainsaw. It isn't unusual to hear this noise in our neighborhood. Afterall, our neighborhood is called CATALPA WOODS. But at 7:15 IN THE MORNING? Geesh. Someone is a busy lil beaver.
I keep reading my Google reader, see some good deals on slickdeals.net, but tell myself NO YOU'VE ALREADY BOUGHT THE KIDS ENOUGH CRAP! And I realize, that isn't a chainsaw...
That is Joe snoring.
No wonder I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep.
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ROTFL when I read that. I mean, it's sad and all, but it's funny. The chainsaw reference.
I am glad to know that when I hear a chainsaw in the morning here, it's usually accompanied by the crashing of a tree shortly thereafter. :-p