Well, I just read that Brad Pitt said you shouldn't be on the phone while you tinkle. REALLY? Then why do they put phones in the bathrooms of the finest hotels, hmmmm, Brad? Obviously you are not a girl...we could sit there forever on the phone if we wanted to. Oh, that's right...you don't sit when you tinkle. Oh well, your loss.
I bet Angie has had at least one phone conversation in the john. Go ahead, just ask her.
It's probably best if you think before you make a public statement like that. Better you should have said, "Wash your hands after you tinkle." Now that I agree with!
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Visiting Dignitaries
YAY!!!!!! My cousin Beth and her mom, my Aunt Fern are coming to visit us this week. They will get here tonight and I can't wait to see them.
We have lots planned--the tearoom, shopping, big family dinner(it was supposed to be a swim party but the weather isn't cooperating).
We will have fun dishing with our cousin since she is just back from HAWAII!!! I'm sure she'll have lots to tell. I can't wait--oops, already said that but it is OH SO TRUE!!!
We have lots planned--the tearoom, shopping, big family dinner(it was supposed to be a swim party but the weather isn't cooperating).
We will have fun dishing with our cousin since she is just back from HAWAII!!! I'm sure she'll have lots to tell. I can't wait--oops, already said that but it is OH SO TRUE!!!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Thirty and Counting
Boy! We have been married for thirty years...THIRTY YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!! I never thought about that much in my youth but it is pretty much of an accomplishment.
It means that in spit of our flaws and quirks we have made a commitment to stay together and enjoy each other--foibles and all. I never thought I would want to put up with anyone's flaws and quirks for so long any more than I thought someone would put up with mine!
Do we always get along?? Not always. We have different ideas about some things and DH has to tap down the know- it -allism once in a while and I have to tap down the "poor little me"syndrome but most of the time we are comfortable in our own skins together.
We do a lot of things together. We work out, we fix dinner, we watch television, we give blood, we read, we sit outside and talk, we talk about our kids and on the weekends we go out to breakfast, go to the outdoor market, and try to catch up on our movie watching(although that is a harder task than one might think).
I know that sounds boring to some but for us it is just the right life and we look forward to 30 more of them(and in this day and age it's possible we'll make it since we will only be around 90!!)
It means that in spit of our flaws and quirks we have made a commitment to stay together and enjoy each other--foibles and all. I never thought I would want to put up with anyone's flaws and quirks for so long any more than I thought someone would put up with mine!
Do we always get along?? Not always. We have different ideas about some things and DH has to tap down the know- it -allism once in a while and I have to tap down the "poor little me"syndrome but most of the time we are comfortable in our own skins together.
We do a lot of things together. We work out, we fix dinner, we watch television, we give blood, we read, we sit outside and talk, we talk about our kids and on the weekends we go out to breakfast, go to the outdoor market, and try to catch up on our movie watching(although that is a harder task than one might think).
I know that sounds boring to some but for us it is just the right life and we look forward to 30 more of them(and in this day and age it's possible we'll make it since we will only be around 90!!)
Monday, July 13, 2009
On the Hill
I've been continuing to battle the ants in spite of all the spraying my husband has done and I think I'm winning but I can't help but wonder what is going on in the ole ant hill. I imagine something like this:
(On the Hill) As we enter we see the QUEEN and Ant 3 and Ant 4:
Queen: I want the two of you to go to the Gesings' and find me food. I WANT FOOD.....GOOD FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ant 3: But I thought you sent Ant 1 and Ant 2 there.
Ant 4: Yes your Antiness....whatever you say Queen Mother.
Ant 3: Shut up, Ant 4....What happened to them, Oh Queen?
QUEEN: Why, they are, um...coming home ....um...later.
Ant3: What do you mean, later?
QUEEN: Um.....they...um.... like it there.
Ant 3: But they need to come home and bring your food.
QUEEN: UM...they will, they will...um....soon.
Ant 3: Shouldn't we wait for them? To find out exactly where the food is?
QUEEN: Are you questioning my authority???
Ant 4: No, your Antiness...whatever you say, Queen Mother.
Ant 3 Shut up, Ant 4.......What happened to them, Oh Queen? Hmmmm?
QUEEN: Is that anyway to talk to your mother????? Now get going!
Ant 4: Yes, your Antiness...whatever you say, Queen Mother.
Ant 3: I'm not sure........ they should be back by now
QUEEN: I WANT MY FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU HAVE TO GET ME FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ant 3: Well, alright...but we're coming right back if there's any trouble!
QUEEN: There won't be any trouble (crossing her antennae behind her back) I promise.
Ant 3 and Ant 4: Yes, Queen Mother. We will be back.
They enter the Gesing home. I kill them. The Ant Queen is a liar........and fat.
(On the Hill) As we enter we see the QUEEN and Ant 3 and Ant 4:
Queen: I want the two of you to go to the Gesings' and find me food. I WANT FOOD.....GOOD FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ant 3: But I thought you sent Ant 1 and Ant 2 there.
Ant 4: Yes your Antiness....whatever you say Queen Mother.
Ant 3: Shut up, Ant 4....What happened to them, Oh Queen?
QUEEN: Why, they are, um...coming home ....um...later.
Ant3: What do you mean, later?
QUEEN: Um.....they...um.... like it there.
Ant 3: But they need to come home and bring your food.
QUEEN: UM...they will, they will...um....soon.
Ant 3: Shouldn't we wait for them? To find out exactly where the food is?
QUEEN: Are you questioning my authority???
Ant 4: No, your Antiness...whatever you say, Queen Mother.
Ant 3 Shut up, Ant 4.......What happened to them, Oh Queen? Hmmmm?
QUEEN: Is that anyway to talk to your mother????? Now get going!
Ant 4: Yes, your Antiness...whatever you say, Queen Mother.
Ant 3: I'm not sure........ they should be back by now
QUEEN: I WANT MY FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU HAVE TO GET ME FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ant 3: Well, alright...but we're coming right back if there's any trouble!
QUEEN: There won't be any trouble (crossing her antennae behind her back) I promise.
Ant 3 and Ant 4: Yes, Queen Mother. We will be back.
They enter the Gesing home. I kill them. The Ant Queen is a liar........and fat.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Being There
OHMYGOSH! I have heard the song I'll Be There so many times over the last week that it is running in my head all the time! Even in the night when I get up to answer nature's call!
I always liked that song but this is ridiculous. And I am hearing the original version from when MJ was about ten years old!
Isn't it funny how our brains work? I can hear that song as clear as day and MJ's voice just as it was the orchestration and everything. Now if I can hear it so well, why can't I sing it just as well? Somehow that doesn't translate over.
That's why all those jerks who can't carry a tune in a bucket go on American Idol all the time and say they are a terrific singer. What they hear in their heads is the original version but what comes out is ...well...scary.
It is a little weird to have the Jackson brothers in your head all the time. It is a little like having multiple personalities that can't get out so they just keep working in your head. I wish I could stop it but I don't know how.
Last night, at the end of the show we were watching, they played the song Never Can Say Goodbye. Now I thought for sure that would take over as they played the part of that song with those words over and over and over but apparently it is not a strong enough song to take over. It must have a weak personality!
I always liked that song but this is ridiculous. And I am hearing the original version from when MJ was about ten years old!
Isn't it funny how our brains work? I can hear that song as clear as day and MJ's voice just as it was the orchestration and everything. Now if I can hear it so well, why can't I sing it just as well? Somehow that doesn't translate over.
That's why all those jerks who can't carry a tune in a bucket go on American Idol all the time and say they are a terrific singer. What they hear in their heads is the original version but what comes out is ...well...scary.
It is a little weird to have the Jackson brothers in your head all the time. It is a little like having multiple personalities that can't get out so they just keep working in your head. I wish I could stop it but I don't know how.
Last night, at the end of the show we were watching, they played the song Never Can Say Goodbye. Now I thought for sure that would take over as they played the part of that song with those words over and over and over but apparently it is not a strong enough song to take over. It must have a weak personality!
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
"Little" Debbie
Man, have you got a load of Debbie Roe in the last couple of days??
First, she looks exactly the same as she did in the 90's...well, except meaner.
I saw her interaction with the press and paparazzi and she was angry and dropping the F-bomb all over the place.
What a sweet, retiring little flower MJ picked for his bride. Really, I was shocked. First of all she was 3 times the size of the poor man ( I think he weighed about 100) and she looked like she could lift weights--big ones. Now we find out she has a mouth like a ...well, I was going to say a sailor but I don't want to insult them.
She wants her kids back, doesn't she?? So she could be angry and mean just about that. But if I wanted my kids back I guess I would try not to drop the F-bomb in public and on film. I'm just saying.
First, she looks exactly the same as she did in the 90's...well, except meaner.
I saw her interaction with the press and paparazzi and she was angry and dropping the F-bomb all over the place.
What a sweet, retiring little flower MJ picked for his bride. Really, I was shocked. First of all she was 3 times the size of the poor man ( I think he weighed about 100) and she looked like she could lift weights--big ones. Now we find out she has a mouth like a ...well, I was going to say a sailor but I don't want to insult them.
She wants her kids back, doesn't she?? So she could be angry and mean just about that. But if I wanted my kids back I guess I would try not to drop the F-bomb in public and on film. I'm just saying.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Waiting Room II
I hate to wait. No, really. I am always the first one ready when we go anywhere and it's starting to get on my nerves.
How can a man take so long to get himself dressed and coiffed?? OK, coiffed is a weird word but I am still using it. I was ready in under a half hour--shower and all. My hair is longer..I use a hair dryer and a curling iron...I need makeup(Oh believe it, it's true)....I had to iron my clothes...well, you get the idea.
He washes his hair(took shower last night) and gets dressed and I've been w-ai-t-i-n-g.
It is bad enough to have to wait for a doctor or a dentist but your own husband????????
NO FAIR!!!
How can a man take so long to get himself dressed and coiffed?? OK, coiffed is a weird word but I am still using it. I was ready in under a half hour--shower and all. My hair is longer..I use a hair dryer and a curling iron...I need makeup(Oh believe it, it's true)....I had to iron my clothes...well, you get the idea.
He washes his hair(took shower last night) and gets dressed and I've been w-ai-t-i-n-g.
It is bad enough to have to wait for a doctor or a dentist but your own husband????????
NO FAIR!!!
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