If you were suddenly forced to run to a storm cellar, what two things would you take? (family members and pets are already assumed).
Unlike most people I’ve met, I look forward to Mondays. My work week begins, the house has quieter days during which I can more easily concentrate on my work, and a comfortable routine returns. Monday is also the day that I take care of my house plants, a soothing activity for me. It has been a wonderful weekend. In two short days I have experienced the following:
- I saw our girls transformed from teenaged students to elegant young women in their prom dresses, accessories and salon-styled hair.
- I saw tears of joy spill from Nettl’s eyes when she saw them.
- I was moved to my foundation by a spiritually charged phone conversation I had with a friend.
- I shared laughter with my dear friend, Debra, and felt love for her when she put her head on my lap.
- I enjoyed a lazy Sunday of napping in front of the telly.
- A friend came over to spend Sunday evening with us, and I enjoyed every minute of it.
With so much work, I find that I have to divide my work time in shifts: the days will get one project and the nights will get the other. Then, of course, there are my own sites to maintain. I love it! I love working!
Can’t believe it got into the hundreds today—and it’s only April. I think we’re in for a hot one, folks.
And now, time for a question:
What is it and why is it there?
I have two fortune cookie fortunes: “You will attract cultured and artistic people to your home.” and “Success will be yours at home and in business.” Pretty clear why I have them up there.
On Saturday, as I returned from taking Nathan to a friend’s house, I got behind a couple in a pick-up truck...
We had a good evening. I made a chicken divan over brown rice for dinner, and after cleaning up the dishes, Nettl and I went out to get groceries. No big deal, really, but we had fun and came home and put everything away. After that, we watched Top Chef, a show I didn’t think I’d like when it started a few weeks ago, but I actually do. They’re all kind of pissing me off at this point though. What a bunch of bitches, cry-babies and passive-aggressive, pretentious prigs. It’s a TV show, people, plus it’s a competition, and to top it off, IT’S ONLY FOOD! It ends up flushed down the toilet anyway. Perspective, people. Perspective. Besides, I can’t stand this pretentious nouvelle cuisine crap. A twig topped by a piece of clam the size of a black olive, lying on a plate that’s been dotted and smeared with fingerprints of orange sauce does not, in my opinion, a meal make.
Personally, I think Miguel would be a genius at a good old Philly cheese steak sandwich, and Steven had better stick to wine labels and hair gel. Tiffani can just bite me, and poor Dave, well, he seriously needs to lose the wine-induced crying jags, bless his heart. My prediction is that Lee Anne will win this Bravo competition.
And I can’t believe I’ve gotten sucked into this…
Whatnot 2: I’ve joined the Roundtable, and I’m looking forward to being an active, inebriated participant each Thursday. Hey, it’s just a new incarnation of my old beloved Hair Night, only in the blogosphere rather than in my living room. Looks like my turn comes up on the 27th of this month. It’s only right that I be a member of this group. Alexander Woollcott was my great-great uncle, so I kind of see this as my attempt to carry on a fine family tradition (hic!). Click that blurred excuse for an image. Uncle Alexander is the rotund old queen with the cigarette holder and round eyeglasses. Here’s to you, dear uncle! I promise to get that ring reset one of these days.
Whatnot 3: I’ve been in a mega funk today. You know the kind. The kind where you drink your fancy import beer straight from the bottle rather than from the appropriate glass.
Whatnot 4: Tonight there was a concert with Lauren’s wind ensemble. Those kids can really play. Before we went, Nettl and I pigged out at Lu’s. When we walked in, there stood Mr. Ex-Nettl with the kids, paying their bill. I was glad they were leaving as we were just arriving. Doing the “big happy family” thing at these concerts and school programs is one thing, but eating out together is something else.
Got up, fed fish, stumbled to the bathroom.
Drank two cups of coffee.
Watered some plants.
Made the bed.
Read more of Brando’s book.
Took a nap.
Woke up and watched a little telly.
Went to bed.
On another note, the wind is blowing like the Mistral. Our patio furniture is all over the backyard, but I’m not picking it up until the wind stops. We’re in a tornado watch anyway.
Answer the following questions using only the song titles from a chosen musician or band. Of course, I added a couple (nos. 8 & 9)
- Musician I chose: Bob Dylan
- Are you male or female? Mixed Up Confusion
- Describe yourself: The Man in Me
- How do some people feel about you? You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go
- How do you feel about yourself? My Back Pages
- Describe your ex: Just Like a Woman
- Describe your current significant other: If Not For You
- Describe a best friend: Leopard Skin Pillbox Hat
- Describe some one who is no longer your friend: Positively 4th Street
- Describe where you want to be: Bob Dylan’s Dream
- Describe how you live: Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again (Stuck inside of Stillwater with the Vienna Blues Again)
- Describe how you love: Lay, Lady, Lay
- What would you ask for if you had just one wish? When the Ship Comes In
- Share a few words of wisdom: Disease of Conceit
- Now say goodbye: Restless Farewell