Monthly Archives: January 2009

Something is very wrong here. I spent today cleaning. Not just the usual cleaning. Oh, no. Today I was straightening out stuff in the basement and everything. Why, you may ask? Because tomorrow I am having a complete stranger in … Continue reading →

Now I realize one day (hopefully) I will be old, too. Meantime, I have just under 30 or so years before I get to the magical age of 80. I can’t wait that long. I need to know now. I … Continue reading →

In keeping with the ongoing theme of the past couple of days: I was sitting at my desk, snacking on this cereal called Mighty Bites. They look like little men & I used them in one of my contests back … Continue reading →

If you heard the following conversation would you… a) Call the closest psychiatric ward? b) Check that the person wasn’t running a fever? c) Not say anything but look at the person, wondering whether or not they were bordering on … Continue reading →

I must let everyone know. This is something so big that it must be shared, not simply yelled downstairs from my bedroom to Frank, although that’s exactly what I did. “You would be so proud of me!” Silence. I think … Continue reading →

At 8:30 this morning, the phone rang. A quick look at the caller ID gave me no information at all. It said, ‘out of area.’ Normally when I see that, I don’t bother picking it up & I just let … Continue reading →

Hmmm…. Now if it were hot, we could go with the one about frying an egg on the sidewalk. I’m not sure there’s one for when it’s -456 degrees out. Maybe I should just make one up. Like: It’s so … Continue reading →

Yes, that’s right – this is post #700. I feel it deserves special note since I’ve been slacking off lately, what with being a slacker & all. Meantime, carrying on the theme of Italian Hot Chocolate, I was sort of … Continue reading →

When we were visiting Stephen in Rome, we somehow got onto a conversation about TV shows. He loves House. I said I had watched it once but that House was so damn obnoxious, I couldn’t stand him so I don’t … Continue reading →