I think I swallowed a mouthful of Deet while spraying mosquito repellent before my walk. Now I feel nauseous and icky. How quick does Deet kill? And why don’t the mosquitoes seem half as scared of it as I do?
The dust is winning
My sister and her friends show up in about ten days and suddenly I’m noticing the dust and cobwebs that seem to never be there when I’m home alone. I take a broom to my shoulder and head into the webs with courage in my heart and the hope that the spiders are all away for the day. If not, please just ignore the screaming you’ll hear emanating from my home.
The legislature should not be meeting in July
I first noticed the odor a few weeks ago. But I was busy getting ready to leave town and figured it would wait for resolution until I returned. The smell was even more obvious upon my return and was clearly emanating from the corner of my bedroom where Mr. T takes his regular 20-hour naps.
At first I thought it was just him smelling like the little old man that he is. So I tried bathing him in banana scented dog shampoo. He was not amused and ultimately it didn’t do much for the odor. So I decided it was
Happy Fourth of July
Today I will miss my aunt’s pickled green tomatoes and the fried bread with some kind of flower in the middle that my family used to make for the July 4 picnic. And I’ll miss all my aunts and uncles and mom and dad who were always part of the day. But mostly, I’ll remember the summer I brought my friend Sandra home to meet my family. Sandra was, at the time, a 15 year old Eskimo girl. Grandpop Rocco met her and in the thickest possible Italian accent said to her, “Welcome to my country!” I think that says
No, really, Mr. T is excited
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