I told Mr. T that Aunt Judy was coming in just ten days. I know he got excited because he blinked.
Here’s hoping
Last week I was required to put makeup and a bra on two days in a row for some meetings. Here’s hoping this week is less stressful. Working out of my home definitely has some advantages…though the mailman may occasionally feel as though he wants to tear his eyes out.
This is music news?
Under the heading of music news on AOL is a story about Brittany Spears posing naked for some magazine. I guess I haven’t been paying attention for a while because I find myself wondering exactly how this is music news. Does she play the banjo with her nipples? Pound a drum with her butt? Or is this just another desperate attempt by some “has been” to become an “is” again?
It just keeps getting worse
So now the newspapers tell me busts are out and butts are in for women. Wouldn’t that figure since I have the Sereni curse – the deformed butt that shows up on the front of my body as though I were always seven months pregnant but is totally flat in the back. Damn that J Lo!
Yet another thing to worry about
First we were told to worry about our cholesterol numbers. Then we were told to worry about our LDL and HDL – while apparently remembering simultaneously which was good, which was bad, which should be high, which should be low and what those numbers should be. Now we have to worry about some kind of small particles that can only be detected through a VAP test – a Vertical Auto Profile. Seriously, at what point is enjoying a steak and just dying less trouble?
Graduations and food…still a duo after all these years
My friends in Coronado, California had a daughter graduating from high school and another graduating from college. The day before the college graduation we had a small party for family and friends to celebrate. I was there because thirty years of friendship has made me part of the family.
After a brief consultation about the menu, it was decided that Costco trays could fill most of our food needs. Instead of cooking, my friend got to spend the day arranging flowers from her garden throughout her house and filling her birdbath with gardenias. Her husband took on the manly chore
What every single woman needs
Oh get your minds out of the gutter. I was refering to a good handyman and a good mechanic. And once again, get your mind out of the gutter over the term “handyman”. I have both and yet I still find myself with a headlight bulb for my car that I’m afraid to touch. I’m afraid to throw it away and I’m afraid to touch it. I bought a new bulb for the one that had burned out. But my mechanic put both in that came in the package on the theory that the other would probably burn out in
Whales more familiar than pasta
I was visiting one of my kids at an institution here in town and brought him a taste of home – whale flipper. Staff came in to try it. They asked questions about the food and the customs surrounding it. My young friend knew little because his family had, to put it mildly, not been engaged in a subsistence lifestyle while he was growing up. I, on the other hand, was spewing out information like a frigging dictionary of whaling customs and habits. And I realized that I know more about Inupiaq whaling traditions and bowhead whales than I do
Sleeping in
Sleeping in is impossible in an Alaskan summer when you have birds and a dog. The sun is always there and they feel that life should be active for so long as it is. So about 6 AM, the birds start calling out. By 7, my dog who in the winter I have to physically remove from his bed at 10 AM and insist he has to go pee, is pacing the floor by my bed wondering if I died and so won’t be getting up to let him out. My floor is fake wood. He has toenails. The tap,
I woke up blank today
It was bound to happen sooner or later.