Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
It's easy to lose track of time. My sis and I do it all the time--usually in Kohl's. My husband and I do it too....usually over the Sunday paper. I lose track of time when I am busy with a scrapbook project or if I am reading a good book.
Today, there was no good reason. I just rushed the week. I need to seize the day, live in the moment, be in the now and all that jazz. Now excuse me while I go lie down.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
See? It's pretty pretty if you ask me. Wanna buy one? ;)
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
They turn out pretty well too. I even have one from one of the casinos where we are looking up at a gold reflecting light fixture and my family is in the reflection. It is pretty cool and also gold and shiny so it is my screensaver right now. As a matter of fact, here it is:
You probably can't see us so you will have to take my word for it. I've thought about it and probably we got inspired by our cousin's daughter's wedding pics taken at the Bean in Chicago. It is a real giant reflection so the pics are great.
My favorite is the one my sis took at the Liberace museum. It is the four of us flanked by a couple of those outrageous outfits he was famous for. I don't have that one on my computer to share though.
Sometimes we don't like our reflections and my husband has a theory about that. He says only to look in mirrors where you like how you look. That is great advice--possibly even words to live by!
Now, I bet you thought I was going to reflect on life or something but I'm not. Sometimes things are just what they appear to be!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
I think they were just kidding around in that last one. He couldn't have pushed her over the brink because they all came home unscathed!!
Moms have the right to worry about their family's safety but they don't have to hang around and watch them be daring either!
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
There are angels among us. If I see a monarch butterfly, I know my dad is saying hello. I have to be careful not to say "Hi, Dad" out loud so nobody thinks I am crazier than they already think I am.
If I see a white feather in an unexpected place, I know my mom is sending a shout out to me. We saw one in Vegas and a tiny orange and black butterfly too. Only once. Totally unexpected. My sister and I. My cousin.
On the plane on the way home my dad stopped by to say hello too. That hardly ever happens. I felt him more than saw him but I almost saw him. He gave me a little kiss on the forehead and I startled awake. I had been in a half dozy state. His presence almost enveloped me before I knew it was him. It was, I'm telling you. I'd know my dad anywhere.
Once I "saw" my dad and my father-in-law in church. They just stood behind us and I could feel how proud of us they were. Even guys who don't share feelings well get good at it when they reach angel status.
If you are aware and quiet and watchful, your angels will touch you too. Really.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Does this bank have any idea how long I have been their customer? Does this bank have any idea how hard I worked to pay off these damn cards???????
Then to try to facilitate a solution, I foolishly called the 1-800 number they gave me and three guesses...I was talking to some woman in India ala Slumdog Millionaire! She told me that it is the bank's policy and I got another 1-800 number from her and they wanted my card number which I don't have because I shredded the card I no longer use. SO I hung up.
Tomorrow I will go to my branch and deal with a human who can help me out of this mess and if they don't I will be moving to a new bank....hopefully, a better bank. A sensible bank that doesn't have stupid policies.......hmmm, wonder if that even exists??
Friday, October 30, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Some commentator from ESPN cheated on his wife with some young girl...who then felt comfortable harassing his son and his wife on line and was willing to answer any questions the wife wanted to ask. What an accommodating girl! No wonder he slept with her. She had such a generous nature. And,frankly, she wasn't even that good looking. If you are going to jeopardize your entire life you should at least do it with someone who is gorgeous!
Dave Letterman has been taking it on the chin for being a cheater and I heard his wife insisted he apologize on his show. Well, good for her! And good for him that he did it. I have to say to the girls who fell for his line,see the last line in the last paragraph!
But the cheater who upset me the most this week was Tinkerbell! Yep, you heard me. She is stepping out on Peter Pan. Can you imagine that? She practically had Wendy killed by the lost boys over Peter and now she is off with some boy fairy in her new movie. Apparently they are teaming up to solve whatever the movie's problem might be. Now that is sacrilege!!!! Everybody knows that Tink was willing to die for Peter and she would never ever fall for another guy. I'm sure Walt Disney is rolling over in his grave!
Cheating is easy but it does have dire consequences. Just ask Dave.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
My specialty is angels. It used to be wreaths and floral arrangements and then dolls. They were all fun but as I said I got sick of doing them.
Well, for some reason, the bug rebit me and I am making my angels once again and I'm going to be in two craft shows. My old teaching partner is still a crafter and she offered to share a table with me. Tables can be pretty pricey and if you don't sell much(or anything which does happen) it is pretty much a waste of a day.
I am thinking positive though and believing that I will have success.
I am recalling some of the things that used to get my goat at those craft fairs though. Customers who only have a fifty dollar bill are annoying and they usually show up first thing in the morning(after a bank visit I'm sure).
Then there are the gawkers who say,"Oh these are just beautiful" and then walk away. Or the ones who tell their friends how cute your items are and such a reasonable price and then walk away.
Plus it always smells kinda like hot dogs at these things which is ok for awhile but gets old fast.
Being creative is a blessing until you try to sell your stuff!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
There has been a definite lack of sunshine around here lately and let me tell you waking up to gray every day is no picnic. You feel kind of lethargic and unable to do much of anything. If you dust your house, you feel like you accomplished a Herculean task.
Reading a book helps to pass the time as does watching a movie but it doesn't help to alleviate the down in the dumps feeling for very long because when you look up, the sun is still not there.
When you wake up in the morning, it is gray and gloomy. When you go to bed at night, it is still gray and gloomy just the dark of night covers it up...but you know it's there.
Depression or SADD is something all of us in NE Ohio have to battle every winter. You should see us on a sunny winter day! We are out walking and skiing and skating and shopping and hiking. We are bundled up but we are wearing our sunglasses!! Oh, joy!
Last weekend it had been so dark and gloomy we decided to drive to the sun. Fortunately for us, that was only about an hour or so from home and by the time we got back from our adventure it was even a little bit sunny here.
The sunshine here is notorious for showing up around one hour before sunset. That is just as frustrating as you might imagine. It's usually too late to get outside and do anything and you might just be fixing dinner so there's no time to grab the sunglasses and get out and enjoy it.
Vitamin D deficiency is a big problem here too. I have it and I know a lot of others have it too. I have a pact with myself that on every sunny day I am going to go stand in my driveway for 15 minutes and face the sun and soak up the vitamin D...even if it's freezing...AND even if my neighbors think I'm off my rocker!
Friday, October 16, 2009
I have incredible luck when it comes to all things medical. I have been diagnosed(and misdiagnosed) with the weirdest things you ever could imagine--none of them life threatening or eve requiring a hospital visit-- it is getting to be a family joke.
I have considered not going to the doctor at all but since I am fast approaching the BIG 6-0, I have to go besides who would give me my meds? I'm no Michael Jackson who could apparently just say drugs and someone said what kind and how many? I actually have to get prescriptions written and they have to do blood work and that's when I get all these strange things wrong with me--that usually aren't anything.
Those two doctors also kidded me about how old I was going to be in less than a month. I told them both I am choosing to celebrate and not mourn and the second Dr. told me he was going to be 59 at the end of the month and frankly I got a shock as I thought he was much older than me(at least 5 years)! Anyway they both came up with the lame joke that the 24 hour pee test is my gift from them! I don't have to do it until I get back from Vegas where the family is celebrating my sixtieth.
So I have to have a bunch of blood drawn again and take the darn test and get a bone scan and five will get you twenty that I am fine. I think they always say "within normal limits" so you're not exactly fine and the tests were all justified.
I have only one worry--how is all that pee going to fit in one jar?? Don't worry ....I won't let you know!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Ed"Kooky" Burns was on 77 Sunset Strip, an old television show with the coolest intro and theme song--it was way hip...and all the girls wanted Kooky to lend them his comb.
Well, I won't go into the hygienic problems of sharing a comb not to mention it was the late fifties or early sixties and Kooky probably used lots of Brylcreem or some other equally gooey product to keep his D.A. neatly in place. (Don't know what a D.A. is? Look it up!)
Anyway, talk about synchronicity..today I had the television on the old movie channel while I was waiting to go to my Dr. appointment and lo! and behold! There was Ed Burns aka Kooky in some old movie from the fifties about a guy who dated the sister of the beauty queen he really wanted. Ed Burns was the beauty queen's duped boyfriend but if I know my old movies(and believe me I do) the sister and Kooky probably got together. Stupid beauty queen didn't even appreciate that Kooky's comb was the most coveted on all of the Sunset Strip. My appointment interrupted the movie and it was over by the time I got back.(Not that I would have watched it but I just couldn't get over how dated it was and how like Mad Men it was! Kudos to Mad Men for doing great research on the era even though I can't stand the show myself.)
I guess the bottom line is when it comes to affairs of the heart there's no accounting for personal taste(kudos, DH) and one woman's Kooky is another woman's dupe.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
So does that mean that every time a German blogger wants to see what the "next blog" is that they get sent to mine?? Now that would be really weird, no matter how small world and international it is. I can just see some poor German teen or twentysomething coming across my blog now! They would probably think what the Heck is that? and go right on to the next blog. I still cannot download pictures that would be of any interest to anyone but myself and a few close friends and family.
I never send anyone to another website or blog that I find interesting. I'm not exactly sure how to do that either.
I happen to have some German ancestors so I don't have anything against being in their company. It just seems weird....No offence, freund.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
It isn't like doing those things are beneath me. I have taken the poll of favorite movies, things I can touch from where I am sitting(no cheating), famous people with my first name, favorite bands, favorite teams, favorite tv shows--well, you get the drift.
I couldn't take the bedroom wall one because I never had anyone hanging on my bedroom wall in my life other than family members.
I was a young teen when the Beatles became popular and all the girls were screaming their heads off over one or the other of them. I picked George just because you had to have a favorite Beatle. It was the law..just kidding, it was only the law in junior high. I even went to see one of their movies at the theater and the girls screamed so much you couldn't hear the movie and the projectionist(yes, we still had them back then) threatened to turn the movie off and send everyone home. So, when it started back up the girls just screamed less loudly. I never heard one word of the music or anything....and I just didn't get it.
I never dreamed of a movie star or television hunk being my boyfriend. I was too busy trying to cook up how to become famous myself. I wanted to be a model. I sure was skinny enough but I have really thin lips so forget that. I wanted to be a Broadway star. Too bad my singing voice was only so-so and I was an alto who wanted to be a soprano(not the mob kind). I wanted to be a famous author but I couldn't come up with a concept that would work for more than a short story.
So I had to settle on being the best me I could be. And you know what, it all turned out pretty good. And if I really had to hang someone's picture on my wall now? Well, all you have to do is read some of my previous blogs and you could probably figure out who it would be!
Monday, October 12, 2009
I know it's true because I already bought one or two Christmas gifts. Never mind that I also bought Christmas gifts in February...I like to plan ahead and I love bargains. All of the nieces and nephews are so grown up now nobody wants Barbie or Transformers or Tinkerbell or Bob the Builder. So I have to let my creativity take over.
It's true the thing they want the most is money--cold hard cash or a gift card to their favorite place (or mine--good ole Target carries everything!) I like to find fun ways to present it. Once I even fashioned money into a rose to present as a gift. I learned how to do it on a craft show but I forget how i did it now. The recipient was baffled as to what it was but once she figured out it was money she was good with it!
I love to give gifts and half the fun is searching for just the right stuff. I have stood in line for a Cabbage Patch doll and have bought every Star Wars action figure ever made. I find out the kids' favorite candy and favorite color to help me find some fun thing to put their gift card with.
I got that idea from my mother who always added some fun candy or other goodie with the money she gave my boy cousins. It seemed to work for her so I adopted the practice. Even my kids do it now that they are grown.
Sometimes I even take notes. My sis and I shop together a lot and so if she really likes something I go home and write it down and the store and either I try to go back or I tell her husband about it. Now, if she read this blog, she knows my secret but that's ok. She knows I have a terrible memory.
I have a special place where I keep gifts so I don't forget I have them. It's part of the memory thing. If I don't put it there I forget. It's true. Once I gave my sis a gift I had had for her about three years and kept forgetting.
After I collect all the gifts I spread them out by family member up in my craft room and decide if I have enough. This usually occurs around Thanksgiving or December 1. It helps me decide what else to get and who to get things for in case I forgot somebody.(which so far, knock wood, I never have)
So, as you can see Christmas is coming. It is right around the corner and I'm ready!
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Yesterday was one of those days for me. I had been sick on Thursday night and all day Friday(although I did manage a visit to the tea room with my sister) and I slept from 10pm on Friday night until 10am on Saturday morning. SO the day should have flown by, right? Wrong.
We went out for a little while because we needed a new heater for our family room as we gave our old one to our daughter for her new place. That was a big mistake. I was so tired after a half an hour I wished I had stayed home. Even though my new heater looks like a fireplace and is exactly what I wanted, I should have stayed home.
The rest of the day is a blur.....a boring blur. I had no reading material and all the crosswords I tried were beyond my brain power(of which I had very little). I wasn't still sick but I wasn't well either. We did end up eating some dinner and watched a movie(Marley and Me, which was actually quite good). I thought I should go to bed around midnight so I did and of course then I couldn't fall asleep. I must have dozed though because I woke up when DH came to bed around 1 and then I couldn't get back to sleep for an hour!
Finally I camped out on the couch and slept there until around 8 am. So now it is Sunday and I feel pretty normal. I actually watched a food show this morning and the food looked good--not gross so that is a good sign.
DH is on call this weekend so we will stay home again today but I think I can actually do something--probably laundry or putting dishes away or cleaning the sink in the bathroom but at least I'll be occupied and not exactly inspired but not uninspired either!
Friday, October 9, 2009
Everyone is born with talent-hidden or otherwise. I like to think I've been blessed with some talent. I am very creative and able to make some beautiful things like angels and wreaths and floral arrangements. I used to sew too but my eyes and my machine fail me now.
I am blessed with a pretty good sense of humor too. I admit that sometimes I am my own best audience but to tell the truth, I crack myself up! A lot of other people think I am funny too.
I'm a good writer. Maybe not so much on my daily blogs but I wrote a book and it is pretty good. A lot of people who have read it liked it.
I was blessed with the ability to teach. That was a really special talent because it got me my job and made me happy for my whole working career(oh, with some exceptions, but who can be happy every day?)
I think talent should be cultivated and I always looked for it in my students and my own kids and the people around me. I always found it too. In some of my students it was a quickness to catch on or a kind heart. My own kids had talent galore...I am so so not biased in that regard ;)
The bottom line is I believe that everyone has a talent and they and those around them just have to recognize it.
Sometimes talent makes you famous and sometimes talent has nothing to do with it. Just ask that John Gosselin kid! He's famous and I'm betting he wishes he wasn't and talent had nothing to do with it!
Thursday, October 8, 2009
When I was four my dad took me to the circus. I remember having cotton candy for the first time. It was pink and as big as my head. I loved it and I still do. What's not to like about spun sugar on a cone?? I also remember being sick to my stomach after I ate the whole thing. I remember my mother asking my dad why he let me eat so much. Oh, the circus part?? Don't remember a thing.
If I had I would never had said I wanted to go to the circus for my birthday. My then boyfriend got us tickets to see the circus as a gift. I really wanted to go as I was sure I had missed something for all those years. Oh, I missed something all right. The creepy clowns.
I have to admit I am totally scared of clowns. Even Bozo and Clarabelle. Even Emmett Kelly...Jr. too!
I don't know why people find clowns funny anyway. They are kind of creepy to look at and they do stupid stuff. I know I laughed at some of the stupid stuff. I don't remember anything else about that circus either--just the clowns.
I took my kids to the circus because that's what families do. I knew I could suck it up for my kids and I did. Then I found out that my little girl also hated and feared clowns. It made me a little braver but only while she was little. As she grew up we were able to share our fear and that made us each feel a little less weird.
It turns out that a lot of people are afraid of clowns....so much so that Steven King wrote a scary book and the star evil guy was a clown. Some people will laugh if you admit that you are scared of clowns but others will have complete empathy and admit they are scared to death of them too.
The custodian at my school where I taught was a clown. To tell the truth, I was even a little scared of him--in or out of costume. He was a really nice guy but I just couldn't help it. It was the clown thing, of course and I just couldn't shake it.
It is healthy to have some fear. It keeps us from doing really stupid stuff like jumping out of an airplane without a parachute or eating the moldy food in the fridge. A good healthy fear of clowns never hurt anyone............................yet.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Well, being Wednesday, I wondered if today anything could happen and whatta you know? IT DID!
When I was in the AT&T store, I saw a women my age with shocking pink hair! Really! You know how there are some things a gal just shouldn't do after a certain age? Well, shocking pink hair is one of them!
I probably would have laughed out loud had I not been on the phone with a support person who was "helping" me replace my phone which died on my recent vacation. She was "Christina" and had an Indian accent that I could barely understand. I got about 1 in every 3 words so we were having a bit of difficulty.
Luckily, since I was in the store, Michael, the store associate, gave me a lot of help and my new phone is on its way!
I don't know what it is with me and accents. I have so much trouble understanding the different cadence or something. It is really embarrassing and wasn't a problem when I was younger but as our population becomes more diverse, there are more accents and I am having more trouble.
The worst one was when my French hairdresser asked me how many children I had and I said and I quote, "I don't know." He got a great laugh out of it of course but boy, my face was red!!
"Christina" probably thinks I have learning problems at the very least.
I always carefully choose my doctors too. If one has an accent I am in deep doodoo. I would hate for him to ask me what my problem was and say my famous, "I don't know" line! How embarrassing would that be???
So, anything can happen. Just look around you...you may see a lady with inappropriate shocking pink hair standing near you!
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
So today, I decided to have my own guest! It's my daughter with her own memories of the MMC.
This morning, my mom (you know her as Sue), asked me to guest star on her blog. Would I mind writing a blog about the Mickey Mouse Club?? Not at all!! Oh how I love the Mickey Mouse Club. Old, New... I've always been a fan. That show was a defining part of my childhood. I'm such a Disney girl and loving the Mickey Mouse Club was no different. I'm so excited to be a part of "Guest Star Day!"
When I was really little, we didn't get the Disney Channel (it was still REALLY new then) but they would do a preview weekend every season. I looked forward to the Disney Channel preview and would watch the countless episodes of the black and white Mickey Mouse Club. I loved everything about it and wanted to be Annette so badly. I always thought it was neat that my mom and dad had watched the show when they were little, too.
A few years later, the new Mickey Mouse Club (or the MMC) started. I was OBSESSED. I thought everyone on this show was was brilliant. I watched the MMC from the very first season, on through Keri Russell and JC from NSYNC, and all the way to the times of Justin and Britney. I would have done ANYTHING to be on the show. It's too bad I can't sing worth anything!
I was crazy about this pop group they formed with some of the cast members from the first season. It was called "The Party." This one time they came to Cleveland and performed outside Tower City. It was pouring down rain, but I stood as close to the front as I could get (God bless you, Mom- and Dad- for putting up with that!!. I sang along to every song the 5 of them sang). I probably STILL know the words and I definitely know their names... :)
I think my favorite part of any of the shows was always the song at the end. I sang along every time. So, "now it's time to say goodbye."
"C-ya real soon!" :)
Monday, October 5, 2009
Anyway, it got me to thinking about the song I fell in love with on my recent road trip. It was by the Killers named COMING OUT and it's tag line (for lack of the correct terminology) is "Kill me now Kill me now." It's a rather bouncy tune and I really liked it but my daughter insisted that the line was "come here now come here now."
It reminded me of the old song SKY PILOT which I thought up until a few years ago was Sky of Fire! I would have argued that til the ends of the Earth at one time and then I found out I was wrong.
I have a lot of favorite songs. Lots of them are from Sesame Street and so the Broadway musical, Avenue Q, has a special interest for me. It is Sesame Street all grown up and trying to make a go of it in NYC. I can never decide which song is my favorite, IT SUCKS TO BE ME or EVERY ONE'S A LITTLE BIT RACIST. I love how the songs take relevant and important issues and kind of put them in their place. Your life sucks?? Well, so does everyone else's in its own way. If we stick together, it's a little less sucky. Everybody laughs at some kind of ethnic joke, get over it and maybe it would be easier to get along.
There is nothing like a good Beatles tune to get you feeling all nostalgic. I can remember dancing to HEY JUDE in college with a boy I just met. I remember buying the first 45 with my sister so we could listen to I WANNA HOLD YOUR HAND a million plus times. I remember buying Sgt. Pepper the summer after high school and listening to SHE'S LEAVING HOME and crying my eyes out.
On the road, it is always good to listen to music. It makes the time go faster and it even stimulates conversation. During Little Stevie's show though we didn't talk very much. We were just too exhausted to speak much!!
Well, that's all I have to say today and I'll leave you now. Why? Because I like you....M..O...U..S..E!
Sunday, October 4, 2009
I can't wait to see my son. It has been a really long time since I even spoke to him--just a few relayed messages when he was on the phone with my daughter. I can't wait to hear what is up with him these days.
I miss my sister too. I love shopping with my daughter but she doesn't exactly go to the same stores I usually frequent. And Sis and I need to go to the Tea Room. I need some tea and a ladies' lunch.
I miss my kitty too. She has been hanging around my slippers-that's what DH said so she must miss me too!
I miss my own bed although I sure sleep well here. Last night I slept through the whole night--no calls of nature even!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I miss the library and I can't wait to read my Book Club's next selection. It will be good to see all the girls again.
I miss my best friend. She and I have some planning to do!!
Going on a vacation is great but going home has its advantages too..........just not the cooking and laundry parts!!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
We had all kind of silly adventures. If you follow us on Twitter or Facebook you've seen the pics already.
The worse thing to happen was my phone died a nasty death. The best thing was I spent quality time with Megan. We sweated and shivered. We felt great and then I got sick. We sang at the top of our lungs and once ate dinner in silence( it was 10;30 PM after driving all day--it was for the best) We saw old friends and made a couple of new ones at the beauty salon yesterday.
We explored old Albuquerque and new places in St. Joseph. We had yummy food and not so yummy food. We ransacked three different malls and shopped until we really dropped. We bought a whole working woman's wardrobe and decorated an entire apartment.
We spoke on the phone and got tweets and IMs. It was a very twenty first century trip!
Now I am exhausted and I think my daughter is too!! Good luck, honey with the new job and location. I love you very much....and I love being your travel buddy.
Monday, September 21, 2009
1. You know you are really really old if you wear a wool hat and a sweater with long pants in 95 degree heat.
2. If you are over 45 you should probably avoid short shorts and for goodness sakes wear a bra in public!
3. When someone says it is all downhill from here, it doesn't mean it is going to be easy.
4. Some people act really really weird in public.
5. There can be too much whipped cream on a dessert.
6. Beer has restorative powers.
7. One woman's whining is another woman's talking!
Friday, September 18, 2009
Each gorgeous woman came out and presented herself and her horse and then the Emcee asks Greta from Holland to show everyone the famous finger that saved Holland. Out came the one finger salute except that it was wrapped up in a big white bandage with a bow on top. It was as big as her head!! It was hilarious.
The audience gave a round of applause and Greta finally put that thing away.
The other day when I was driving to my sister's there was a gray haired lady in a big fancy white car behind me and she didn't like it that I was going the speed limit. She honked, she rode my tail, she shook her fist at me and last but not least she showed me the finger that saved Holland! I did not applaud. I did however pass her by while we were waiting at the red light as there were less cars in the lane I chose so as I passed her by I flipped her right back!! (I felt pretty safe--she was old and my car doors were locked).
Obviously, the meaning of the middle finger has changed since the simpler days of the forties unless you lived in some parts of Europe but obviously not Holland!
PS I will be on hiatus for a short time but when I return I hope to bring a guest blogger along as she and I will be on a road trip. If we can figure out how to do it we will post blogs every day.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
1. JayZ tries to look like a gangsta but he looks like a cute little kindergartner(in his face) to me.
2. Nothing is more important than maintaining your dignity. Patrick Swayze did that.
3. LeBron James is the sweetest thing and smart and loyal and I could go on and on.....
4. Having a vacation can be life renewing.
5. I don't know why people think Jerry Seinfeld is so funny.
6. Soap Opera addiction is not all bad.
7. The right haircut can make you feel like a million.
8. A pedicure is the ultimate in spoiling yourself.
9. Having a conversation with a stranger is really difficult but can turn out fine.
10. Some people just don't get it.
11. Spaghetti sauce in a jar is a Godsend.
12. Sometimes time doesn't fly.
13. A crossword puzzle can be a bear.
14. How old is that Kanye West anyway??? 12??
15. I don't get Mad Men.
Monday, September 14, 2009
For the rescue, there were stunts!! There are hardly ever stunts. First John McBain threw himself through an open window and then Bo Buchanon(the police commissioner--you know how they get involved in all the crimes in your fair city) did a somersault right through said window. He's around 60 years old. It was pretty impressive let me tell you.
At the hospital where the only doctor to be seen for months was John McB's baby brother, Michael, there are now 3 doctors and even a couple of nurses and good thing too, as my friend, Shaun got shot at least twice and is in need of brain surgery which his brother will perform.(!)
In the same rescue, former Navy Seal, Brody Lovett, got reamed on a metal pole and he needs surgery stat!! He is (of course) the boyfriend of the girl whose husband just died around a year ago. He did save Starr and the baby though. That Starr!! She just hightailed it with Brody and into the boat that was waiting for her and she paddled her little arms of to get outta there!
Will Shaun die? Will Brody?? Will Bo have a spastic back for the rest of his life? Will John Mc Bain's brother ever find out it took three doctors to replace him?
I don't know but I can't wait to find out!
Sounds like I'm all ready, right? Well, there is one little problem. I don't know what clothes to take. That's a problem, isn't it? We are travelling to Las Vegas and then to Oklahoma City and then to St. Joseph, MI. I know it will be hot as the blazes in Vegas and pretty hot in OK City and not hot in St. Joe's.
I know I will take jeans but I better have two pairs in case I spill something on the road and then I would have stained jeans the whole time. I will take my leggings and easy tee shirts for on the road but I better take some shorts too.
Should I take nice long sleeve tops or just short sleeves? Do I need a jacket or a sweatshirt and what about pj's--warm ones or not?
Should I coordinate it all so it all goes together? Do I take just enough so I have to do some laundry at my daughter's house? Or do I just take 15 pairs of undies with me? Oh, see what I mean?
Do I try to cram it all in a medium suitcase and have a carryon for the plane or do I just use my giant suitcase and gamble that it won't be over 50 lbs? Do I take my giant purse or just a medium one that has a lot of pockets. Will it be summer or autumn? Duh! I don't know. Technically it will be fall most of the time but then you never know about the weather any more do you?
I will be all organized and pick out my clothes(I will come up with some scheme) and then as I put them in the suitcase I will second guess myself the whole time and toss out a bunch and add a few that I decide will work better.
All during the trip, I will wish I brought something or other that I don't have and I will be kicking myself about it.
So as much as I love to travel(and I do--even road trips) I hate to pack!
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Sheri Shepherd (from THE VIEW) always has a lot of tweets. You know, I don't need to know every time her kid makes a "poopie"...You know???? Why does she think she should write about that or her insomnia or who she has a crush on(and then tell her tweet pals not to tell--uh, Sheri PUBLIC DOMAIN) but then again this is a woman who got a Brazilian wax job on national television.
Ashton Kuthcer is a feast or famine kind of tweeter. He will tweet every couple of minutes for around a week and then there is a long silence. I always wonder what he is doing then! He does support a lot of charities and good causes in his tweets as well as sending us some funny videos he likes via Utube.
Remember when none of this existed? How did we ever manage not knowing all these little details about people we know and people we don't know? I can remember a time when I didn't even know if a celebrity had a Brazilian or not! And I was fine with that! I don't really care if Demi(or Mrs.K as she is sometimes referred to) has her 1 million followers or not! Oh, and Asher I'm not following her no matter how much you beg us to send her some love(REALLY?).
I hardly ever say anything on Twitter. I try not to be too specific or tell too much. If I talk to someone who I follow and who follows me, it is short and sweet.
I don't know how to download links and all that stuff so I am probably missing out on the complete experience but c'est la vie. I'm having enough trouble "following as it is"!
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
First off, who names their dog Bill anyway? Elizabeth Taylor, that's who! She was the star of the show along with Lassie.
Anyway, Lassie...I mean, Bill.... was trained to be a sheep dog and saved the lambs and saved Liz from a snowy demise and then saved her from drowning and THE END, right??? Oh no my friend.....Bill gets lost and ends up as a war dog.
He leads the men to safety of course. While he was being trained Bill, now named Duke, his trainer kept saying that he knew the dog was trying to tell him something. I think he was trying to tell the dope that his name was BILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After the war, Bill is suffering from post traumatic disorder and growls at everyone in sight and escapes from the train that is taking him to a rehab hospital and heads straight home to Liz. Now that isn't so surprising to anyone who saw The Incredible Journey. Anyway, on his way home, Bill wreaks a little havoc at the other farms in the area before reuniting with Liz who he growls at and scares so she trips and hits her head and is down for the count.
Suffering from remorse (and probably delayed recognition) the dog tries to revive her and he does and they are happily reunited!!! THE END, right??? Oh no my friend....Bill gets arrested(or at least the dog equivalent and goes on trial)!!
During the trial the old judge refuses to hear anything but the facts so it looks like Bill is doomed but then the Wizard of Oz(oops, forgot to tell you he was in it as the local vet) pets his head and sees his Army tattoo. During the lunch break he calls the Army(after all, he is the Wizard) and finds out that Bill is a decorated hero and of course, he is reunited with Liz. The END, right???
I rate this movie 3 dog bowls!!!