Grammys 2012

Let's just say it's not fun getting older.  The Beach Boys are now the Beach Old Farts.  Paul McCartney looked like he was going to stand up and the young wife started to jump up with him to hold him up I'm guessing.  Poor Glenn Campbell has Alzheimer's disease.  Diana Ross isn't a skinny little stick anymore and Cyndi Lauper is a little long in the tooth for her unique style of clothes.
The Beach Boys made me downright sad.  I sure hope some of those kids like Chris Brown don't try to recreate their songs in 50 years.  They'll kill themselves!!
If you need any more evidence that I am right check out the pics below.

Too bad she wasn't waving goodbye.

OMG

I just have to say this.   Jimmy DiMora got all kinds of money and favors and even hookers and he can't even buy his wife a decent coat.
Look at the pictures.  She is in something from Kmart and he looks like an Italian(no offense) Don.
She has to suffer through the embarassment of her husband's trial and even link arms with him and she has to do it in that coat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's a travesty.  I'm just sayin'.

Farewell to Thee

OMG, I can't believe that One Life to Live is going off the air on Friday.  I watched the show since the first day it was on.  I've talked about them on this very blog....the characters that is.
Vicki(Erika Slezak) and I had our babies at the same time...her real kids not her soap kids.  I cried with them and laughed and got scared even.
Was it ever highbrow?  Not on your life.  It was fun escapism, harmless and engaging.  I couldn't watch during the school year(before VCRs and Tivoing) but I always caught up on my breaks and over the summer.  It wasn't hard to do.
Once I retired, I watched every day....ffing through the commercials.  One Life has always been my favorite of them all.
They tackled social issues and talked about mammograms and DID.  They had paternity test switches and family upheaval.
Oh, I have to reinvent my afternoons now.  I know I'll find something engaging to do but I'll miss all my friends in Llanview, PA.

Really???

I have a pet peeve at the stores now.  Everyone who works there always says hello and how are you even if they just pass you by.  Sometimes they even ask you if they can help you find something when you are just browsing.
I am kind of a shy person and I don't want to talk to a bunch of strangers.  Maybe I'm just rude but I really dislike it.  I just want to shop and be done with it.  I'll chat with the person who checks me out no problemo, but not every employee in the store!
Well, guess what just happened to me?  I was browsing through the Disney store on line and suddenly a box popped up and said that a Disney cast member would be happy to help me find what I was looking for. OMG!!  I can't even browse on line now without being interrupted?  My last vestige of peace and quiet while shopping!!
 I'm surprised that it wasn't an animated icon, after all it was Disney.  At least it wouldn't have been a little entertaining and not just annoying.
So, I guess I have to stop shopping..........................oh, sure.  Like that's going to happen.

You Can Read This One

Ha!  I am really getting driven crazy by the television ads lately...or should I say again.  I have one that I love to hate more than any other.  It is for the Ohio Lottery and there is this OBNOXIOUS woman who says that the Ohio Lottery Show is Aaawesoomme(awesome).  I wish I could record that voice and play it here for you.  If you wanted to drive someone mad, it would be a cinch with that one sentence.  Plus she is all smiles like she's really cool and all proud of herself.
If I met that woman on the street I would have to slap the crap out of her....only in my imagination of course.  If I really met her I would probably be a big suck up because she was on TV and is a "celebrity."  I'd probably tell her she did a great job or I love her commercial or wouldn't be able to speak.  I get really nervous around celebrities. 
My daughter used to work as an actress in a Medieval Faire when she was in college and I could barely speak to the other actors--especially the king or the queen or someone who put on a show by themselves. It must be some kind of self esteem issue.  I'm just glad she never ended up in Hollywood-I would have been struck dumb!
On the other hand, I would love to meet the guy who is in the insurance ads who wreaks havoc wherever he goes.  I love that guy!  Did you see him as the Christmas tree?   He always has on a suit and all those bandages on his head.  It cracks me up.  I loved him from the first--when he was the teenage girl who hit a car in the parking lot.  What a riot.  I'd hope I wouldn't be tongue tied with him.  I feel like I already know him.
I've never done well with strangers.  When my kids were little and we had to enter a room of people we kinda knew or didn't know at all, they always went first and then I only had to say I was their mother.  It worked well for someone who is shy in new situations.
Most people who know me would think I am the opposite of shy.  The key word here is "know".  I am outgoing and friendly for the most part--unless I am unsure of my status and then I become shy.
I'm betting the Ohio Lottery babe is anything but shy.  Maybe I should look her up...as long as I could suppress that slap instinct!

Don't Read This

I am in a mood.  I am feeling incredibly sorry for myself so I thought if I vent here I might feel a little better.
I recently lost a lot of money....and I don't know how.  It was my grocery money too.  When I couldn't find it I made myself physically sick and I think I have money loss hangover now.  Add to that, it happened not once but twice.
Am I losing my mind?  Is this early onset Alzheimer's?  I can't even imagine what happened to it.  I wish I could say I mindlessly spent it on something else but that's not the case.  Nobody could pickpocket my purse and even if they had, wouldn't they take all the money in an envelope, not leave me some?   Nobody broke into our house and again why would they take some and not all of my money?
Then that damn Mary Worth had to have her purse robbed and she had all the contents written down at home and called all the credit card companies within an hour.  Even a stupid comic strip character had more sense than me.   She's not even a real person!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have  racked my brain and I come up with....well, nothing.  I remember where I had the money.  I remember counting it out to put in my grocery purse and then nothing.  I'm blank.
Now you might say oh you have a lot on your mind but truly I don't.
And I can't seem to lose weight.  I am getting fatter and fatter around the middle and I'm not pregnant.  Yes, I'm positive.  Too old and no uterus.  I don't think I eat that much.  I think I eat moderate portions. What the heck?  I work out five days a week and I faithfully get weight at Weight Watchers and watch the scale go up every week.  My pants are tight and I look utterly stupid.  I want to look nice.  I just saw the makeovers on Biggest Loser and I know they work like dogs but I try and I don't have masses of pounds to lose--just 20...or even 15.  Why? Why? Why?
And my eyes are going to pot.  I used to be able to work at the computer and do my crossword puzzle with no glasses but not now.  It seemed to happen over night.
My mother in law always said that growing old is not for sissies.  Well, I am...a big sissy I mean.  I don't feel like I mind getting old just I hate getting stupid.  I guess that's the whole thing that bothers me--I'M STUPID!
Now if you didn't follow my advice and you did read this don't make any comments or try and make me feel better.  I guess I need to wallow in my misery a little longer but I'll get over it.  Maybe Santa can bring me some brains.

Happy Birthday to Me

OMG  I am 62 years old.  I could take early retirement....wait, I am retired.  I can get an extra 15% off at Kohl's on Wednesdays.  Which is weird because you have to be 60 and they just told me recently that I am qualified.  Maybe I'm not 62 after all.
Sometimes I think I am a waste of space but I look back on 62 years and think I'm not so bad after all.  I had a teaching career where I actually helped some kids...and they've told me so.
I raised two great kids who have good jobs and nice homes and best of all they like us!  They want to hang out with us....well, not all the time but you know.
I have a good husband to whom I've been kind and mean and loving and snotty and provocative and  standoffish and he still loves me and wants to hang out with me...all the time.
I can remember some horrible things I've done and some wonderful things I've done.  I know I have really good friends and a couple of really good enemies.
I can remember being a child and a gawky adolescent and the memories don't make me shudder...well, maybe a little.
I have a few regrets but not anything I'd hang my head about.  The bad choices I made were usually fixable.
I've had great highs and deep lows...and I hope most people don't know about them.  The ones that do are my cherished friends and family who still want to hang out with me.
People tell me I'm funny.  Well, I guess I am sometimes...but everybody is sometimes.  I like to make people laugh.  I think most of us do.
This blog has been ridiculed for not being deep enough but I don't write it to be profound.  Some think I am lazy and ungrateful since I have no job and don't do some kind of volunteer work.  I tried to be a volunteer.  It just didn't work out.  I have opinions and I share them.  If I see something is wrong and I think I know how it could work out better, I say so.  I found out that is not a trait appreciated in a volunteer.
I have my routine and my own little way of doing things and it is a happy life.
I guess I don
t mind being 62 so much after all.