Hump Day

It’s the middle of the week, and we’re now on the downhill side, thankfully. Lori said this morning how the the weekends are too short and I said “what do ya mean, it’s almost the weekend again”. Anyhow it’s Wednesday, hump day, the middle of the week or for a more detailed explanation of the origin of the day,

Old English Wodnesdæg “Woden’s day,” a Germanic loan-translation of Latin dies Mercurii “day of Mercury” (cf. Old Norse Oðinsdagr, SwedishOnsdag, Old Frisian Wonsdei, Middle Dutch Wudensdach). For Woden, see Odin.
Contracted pronunciation is recorded from 15c. The Odin-based name is missing in German (mittwoch, from Old High German mittwocha, literally “mid-week”), probably by influence of Gothic, which seems to have adopted a pure ecclesiastical (i.e. non-astrological) week from Greek missionaries. The Gothic model also seems to be the source of PolishÅ›roda, Russian sreda “Wednesday,” literally “middle.

Or like I said, the middle of the week, so there.

Peggy and Bailey took off for home (Aspen), yesterday a bit after noon. When her Ferrari is fixed I told her I’d drive it to Vail and we’d meet her half way to save her the trip down. Today Lori has a big day at work and I finally have a break with only one scheduled call.

Jag woke us up and he sets his alarm for 6am every day but Ty is still sleeping. Mojo has taken to sleeping on the couch, super. It’s supposed to be snowy and cold for the Super Bowl but we don’t really care as we’re not really into it this year. Who knows if we’ll even watch. That’s about it, hope all’s well. Wondering of anyone has heard from Serena and Matt? How about it Annette? Hope they’re doing well and things are working out in Seattle.

Take care and God Bless.