I Can't Complain (but sometimes I still do)

To everybody who hasn't received their's, all I can say is:

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!

(I wanted to go with "Nana Nana Nana" but I wasn't sure how to write that old schoolyard taunt, and my kids' Mexican Grandmother is "Nana" so that made it uncomfortable to me)

Actually, I lied. I only got the email. That means at some point in the next few days I have to show up at my house, and pretend/be forced to spend time with the family in order to be present when the delivery guy takes his sweet ass time showing up.

Ok, I lied again. I love my family and spend as much time with them as I can possible stand to. Even if I make up elaborate excuses just to get away. The more I think about it, the more I'm jonesing to watch "The Great Escape" again.