As if the Northern States Didn't Have Enough Problems

Time for yet another Pleasantly Disturbed Thursday!

Okay, talk about a disturbing morning!  While I was attempting to leave a comment while attributing it to a Muppet on my friend's blog, the power went out in my house.  I'm sure taking a Muppet's name in vain had nothing to do with it, but it was certainly a bummer!  On the other hand, when I heard the generator go on, I was relieved to find out that at least my computer wasn't broken.   It scared the daylights out of me.

BTW, exactly what does "scared the daylights out of me" mean?   My Mama always used to say that, and I much prefer it to the more popular phrase of which I actually do understand the meaning so I won't use it.  (I mean, really, why would anyone want to admit to that?)  Daylights are a much prettier picture, but I'm still not entirely sure what I'm saying got scared out of me.

Also disturbing is that even though it is spring, I woke up to see snow on my lawn and the surrounding rooftops.  I'm so over snow!   Of course, the first hot July day, and I'm going to want snow in a cone, but that's besides the point, right?   (I know.  Mark Twain said that everyone complains about the weather, but no one does anything about it.   Well guess what.  He's dead now.  So there!)

OH YEAH! HAPPY CHOCOLATE COVERED RAISIN DAY!  I have a friend who considers any kind of raisin disturbing.  Not me, though.  I only find them disturbing when they are covered in chocolate, or mixed into cookies or bread.   I truly get not wasting the grape just because it got dried out.  I just don't understand ruining the chocolate, cookie, or bread with it.   By itself, eating it is a matter of conservation, and I do try to do my part for the environment.  (For instance, I only fart in the direction of Wisconsin. As for  Indiana, Iowa, Kentucky, and Missouri, you're welcome!)   But I don't see what chocolate, bread, or cookies did that they have to share the burden.  (Same logic for Indiana, Iowa, Kentucky, and Missouri.)

Well, Duane Scott said to type all the disturbing thoughts I have in twenty minutes for PDT posts, so it seems my time is up.   If you want more disturbing thoughts, check out his blog and others who linked to his PDT blog carnival.