I made my grandmother’s Easter sweet bread last week. My friend getting chemo is eating it and not having a problem keeping it down. Just proves what I’ve always said, Italian food has curative powers. It’s as fattening as hell but oh so curative.
I’m back and I’m as bad as ever!
Thanks to the heroic efforts of my technical team, the site is back in business and better than ever. AND…..we beat the Russians once again. Americans 1…Russian Bot computers 0.
The moral turpitude perp walk
I think I will spit up if I have to see the picture one more time – a seemingly contrite politician who has been caught with his pants down apologizing for his betrayal of the public and his family’s trust. And behind him, circles under her eyes, grim expression on her face, stands his wife. Why, if she isn’t an accomplice, does she have to do the perp walk with him? Why, when he has already embarrassed and humiliated her in the worse way possible, is she now expected to publicly stand by her man and become a victim twice
Why I can’t use cell phones
My friend handed me his cell phone as I sat down to have lunch with him. A mutual friend was on the line who wanted to say hello. After a very few brief minutes of uncomfortable conversation, I told her i had to go. And I realized then why I will never be able to do what others do so easily…carry on a cell phone conversation in public. It’s because I feel positively open, exposed and vulnerable in a way I don’t when speaking to someone right there. And that’s because I can’t lower my voice or keep the conversation
It occurs to me
It occurs to me that I should mention the problem that took the site down for a few days so that you are all assured it probably won’t happen again. I would explain it if I understood it fully. It had something to do with track backs and spammers trying to get a free viewing on my website. Lucky for me I have the best person in the whole world taking care of my website. She has put a stop to those evil people trying to misuse my track back…whatever the hell that actually is. Mostly, you should all know
Will I go directly to hell
Will the pope consign me to hell if I wish everyone a Happy St. Patrick’s day during holy week? What if I do it with great sadness? Great reverence? Not the hint of joy? Only yellow, not green, beer?
It must be spring
Because every morning when I get the birds out of their sleep room, Captain (my Amazon parrot) and CB (a bare eyed cockatoo who is the love of his life) have sex down on their main perch for all to see. Since they are different species, this will amount to nothing more than sterile eggs laid by CB. But oh the look of bliss on their faces as they have their morning delight. It’s nice to know that someone or something in this house is having sex, I guess.
A grooming tip
Always put hair product in your hair BEFORE you cream your hands. Trust me on this.
Question that must be asked
How was popcorn discovered? I mean, who thought to through some corn into a fire, watch it explode and then taste it? Ancient man was daring indeed.
It’s simply not fair
Excuse me, but I just have to say this. Darn that Sarah Palin! And believe me, when that phrase first popped into my head, darn was not necessarily the euphemism that came with it. I know life is not necessarily fair, but this is ridiculous. I look more pregnant when I’m constipated than Palin looks two months before delivery. Where is the fairness in that? I have friends who swear they looked more pregnant seven minutes after conception than she does now.
This woman was doing shoots for Vogue magazine when she was at least four or five months pregnant,