Captains Log
Sharing a message I wrote to this morning as a way of coping right now. It made me, and others, laugh. So i figured I'd share for your amusement:
Captains log:
Day 45,678 of winter.
I had to plow the hostile white marshmallow out of the vehicle parking area again today, so the small humans could board the precarious yellow metal boxes on circular travel coasters to get to the building of education.
No one knows why it was open today, or how the metal boxes managed to navigate the toxic marshmallow covered roads. But yet, here we are.
I made a sacrifice to the evil marshmallow gods to protect the male of the species, who is driving one of those metal boxes full of tiny terrorists in this marshmallow vomit. So that he may return back to home base safely after his precarious endeavor.
Theres more toxic white sludge predicted in the future by the magical weather wizards. It seems there's no end in sight.
If anyone is still out there that receives this message, please send rescue. And pray for us all. We may have to sacrifice our first born tiny humans to appease the gods to bring this punishment to an end.
Let's hope it doesn't come to that.
Until tomorrow, if we live to see it.
Over and out.


Sending Florida Weather Vibes your way..✨✨