Friday, August 27, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Book Review
If you have not read any of the books by Jen Lancaster, you must! She is the queen of to-the-point via point-blank writing of memoirs. She loves Candance Bushnell, but no way. I've read Bushnell. Lancaster is better. WAY better. I didn't even like Sex And The City until I saw the movie. I have since gone back to watch all of the six seasons except the last two episodes which were on the online DVD that was DAMAGED. I read the Sex And The City book and hated it. It was depressing. It was like reading "Less Than Zero". If you want to be depressed, just read THAT book......
So you need to start with "Bitter is the New Black" because that is her first book. Her adjectives and newly created nouns (f-tard is just one example) rival those of W!! All of the books are fantastic. IF you are offended by f-bombs, then you probably won't want to read the books. But if you don't mind or can just ignore them........OMG.........you're in for a great ride!
I saw her in person in Dallas. She did a reading and autograph session. We bounded over how our dogs smell like corn chips. She says corn chips; I say Fritos. But I am not licensed to say Fritos.
I again want to compliment Jen on her works and her site. Just in case she ever reads my blog. Since I know she can't respond to the emails.......JEN, you are better than CANDICE! Smiles and cheers! Culture Up!
So you need to start with "Bitter is the New Black" because that is her first book. Her adjectives and newly created nouns (f-tard is just one example) rival those of W!! All of the books are fantastic. IF you are offended by f-bombs, then you probably won't want to read the books. But if you don't mind or can just ignore them........OMG.........you're in for a great ride!
I saw her in person in Dallas. She did a reading and autograph session. We bounded over how our dogs smell like corn chips. She says corn chips; I say Fritos. But I am not licensed to say Fritos.
I again want to compliment Jen on her works and her site. Just in case she ever reads my blog. Since I know she can't respond to the emails.......JEN, you are better than CANDICE! Smiles and cheers! Culture Up!
Again with the Shopping!
Okay, obviously, the people who need to read my blog ARE NOT. Again with the shopping! Today’s experience was so comedic. It could be its own half-hour show. Three co-workers, shopping for foodstuffs, at a mega store, for a team event. Need I say more? The threat of “I will put you in this cart; I should have brought the monkey backpack with the child leash on it; get this bread because it is 20 cents a loaf cheaper [that was me, dear reader!]; do they sell bowls here?” as well as the great milk and juice debate was priceless. I am so totally bummed that I did not have my phone’s camcorder going. It would go viral in a heartbeat!!
Really, why would you buy nuts to grind them to a powder? IF that was a need in this world, don’t you think they would sell nut powder (and not the kind that guys use after a workout)? Real maple syrup? At triple the cost of high-fructose corn syrup? For THESE ingrates? PU-LEASE. And what adult household in America doesn't have a handmixer in it?
Oh, don't worry. I hid my badge. I didn't want anyone to know what company we all worked for; I needed a fake Dunder-Mifflin ID or something.
There were too many bags for one person to carry in the end, but one person doing the shopping would have been much faster. Now, tomorrow, the BIG DAY. Can we mix and chop and whip and griddle in a small non-house kitchen? Will the fuses hold? Where's the Swiffer?? And thank God one of us bought eggs prior to the GREAT EGG FAMINE OF 2010. Thanks, Iowa, for screwing up one of the most basic food items on the planet by not keeping your crap clean. Last week, we couldn't get our favorite desserts at a restaurant due to the egg scarcity [we were in the same parking lot as a Super Target, so why didn't the sous chefs just run over there for some eggs]. Now my dang neighbors are going to run out and buy chickens for their backyards to add to their freakin' gardens that grow over the shared fence line. And my dog eats the crap and pukes all over the place! Sorry.........I digress.
Note: Why does my husband not use the headphones that I bought him?? I don't want to hear his YouTube perusals from the Mac or his laptop. I'm trying to BLOG here.......
Really, why would you buy nuts to grind them to a powder? IF that was a need in this world, don’t you think they would sell nut powder (and not the kind that guys use after a workout)? Real maple syrup? At triple the cost of high-fructose corn syrup? For THESE ingrates? PU-LEASE. And what adult household in America doesn't have a handmixer in it?
Oh, don't worry. I hid my badge. I didn't want anyone to know what company we all worked for; I needed a fake Dunder-Mifflin ID or something.
There were too many bags for one person to carry in the end, but one person doing the shopping would have been much faster. Now, tomorrow, the BIG DAY. Can we mix and chop and whip and griddle in a small non-house kitchen? Will the fuses hold? Where's the Swiffer?? And thank God one of us bought eggs prior to the GREAT EGG FAMINE OF 2010. Thanks, Iowa, for screwing up one of the most basic food items on the planet by not keeping your crap clean. Last week, we couldn't get our favorite desserts at a restaurant due to the egg scarcity [we were in the same parking lot as a Super Target, so why didn't the sous chefs just run over there for some eggs]. Now my dang neighbors are going to run out and buy chickens for their backyards to add to their freakin' gardens that grow over the shared fence line. And my dog eats the crap and pukes all over the place! Sorry.........I digress.
Note: Why does my husband not use the headphones that I bought him?? I don't want to hear his YouTube perusals from the Mac or his laptop. I'm trying to BLOG here.......
Totally Committed
I have a very good argument as to why I need to stop eating fast food. Never mind that my huge belly and butt and thighs are poster children for “no more drive-thru!!” , and Morgan’s wonderfully insightful ‘Supersize Me’ was quite compelling. The real kicker is the drive-thru lines. Too much time in the line; wasting gas, wear and tear on my car, scrambling for loose change that always slips out of my fingers just as I pull up to the window. But the worst is the morning hunt for food that leads to the LONG lines at the drive-thru window. I finally experienced the worst morning line ever and it really must be the end-all of the fast food pursuit.
The golden arches spot is renown for its cuisine and speediness (and the fact that they really do have the best soft drinks in the industry, hands down). With the full moon, I guess the stars aligned to attack not one, but all three of the registers in the drive-thru. None of us innocently jamming to the morning radio (XM Radio ROCKS!) and contemplating which gourmet items to order and which drink to pair with it had a clue that the normal 4 minutes would stretch into 15! Yes, it took 8 cars over 15 minutes to get through the drive-thru! This just added to my stress level since I was trying so very hard to get to work as quickly as possible to put in my hours in order to leave at a decent time!! Who would have thunk it?? Bless the interior staff – they were ringing up inside and outside orders and even the order boards were not working. The window dude (who looks like he should be playing baseball) yelled the order out to the register dude and chicky food bagger. It was quite interesting and reminded me of the old SNL skit of “cheeseburger, cheeseburger, Pepsi!” John B and Dan A routine. But once committed, what can you do? You are sandwiched into that drive-thru line. There is no exit plan. You just have to play Sardine and stay where you are…….so you might as well order while you’re there!
So, I had to work later than I wanted. So much for cooking from scratch tonight! But no drive-thru food. Gotta stay out of those lines!
After-Note: I cooked from scratch three nights in a row!!
The golden arches spot is renown for its cuisine and speediness (and the fact that they really do have the best soft drinks in the industry, hands down). With the full moon, I guess the stars aligned to attack not one, but all three of the registers in the drive-thru. None of us innocently jamming to the morning radio (XM Radio ROCKS!) and contemplating which gourmet items to order and which drink to pair with it had a clue that the normal 4 minutes would stretch into 15! Yes, it took 8 cars over 15 minutes to get through the drive-thru! This just added to my stress level since I was trying so very hard to get to work as quickly as possible to put in my hours in order to leave at a decent time!! Who would have thunk it?? Bless the interior staff – they were ringing up inside and outside orders and even the order boards were not working. The window dude (who looks like he should be playing baseball) yelled the order out to the register dude and chicky food bagger. It was quite interesting and reminded me of the old SNL skit of “cheeseburger, cheeseburger, Pepsi!” John B and Dan A routine. But once committed, what can you do? You are sandwiched into that drive-thru line. There is no exit plan. You just have to play Sardine and stay where you are…….so you might as well order while you’re there!
So, I had to work later than I wanted. So much for cooking from scratch tonight! But no drive-thru food. Gotta stay out of those lines!
After-Note: I cooked from scratch three nights in a row!!
Cell Phone Usage
Let's take a moment and ponder the use of cell phones while walking pets (yes, I will use 'pets' because some people walk other critters than just dogs) and/or walking the family. It is bad enough to see a family at a restaurant with fingers and thumbs all a go-go, but during outside activities!! I really have seen it all. The point of getting outside is to RELAX, DE-STRESS, RECONNECT, DISCONNECT THE BRAIN. Talking and texting on the cell phone does none of these. Look, I am not saying you have to join Oprah's No Phone Zone (BTW, has anyone researched how many people have signed her 'contracts' over the years and the success/follow-thru rate? Might make for a good PhD study) club but it is important to not be connected 24 x 7.
A few weeks ago, I left my phone charger at the office. My phone battery ran out and the phone was OFF for over 48 hours. I could have driven the seven miles to the office to get the charger, but decided against it. And unlike so many people, I only have 1 charger. I really enjoyed not being at everyone's beck and call! It was a nice break. I was not interrupted during reading time, walking time, TV time or nap time. It was wonderful. Try it sometime.
For those of you who text and chat while exercising or strolling with the pets/family, you might rethink that pattern. Just sayin'.
A few weeks ago, I left my phone charger at the office. My phone battery ran out and the phone was OFF for over 48 hours. I could have driven the seven miles to the office to get the charger, but decided against it. And unlike so many people, I only have 1 charger. I really enjoyed not being at everyone's beck and call! It was a nice break. I was not interrupted during reading time, walking time, TV time or nap time. It was wonderful. Try it sometime.
For those of you who text and chat while exercising or strolling with the pets/family, you might rethink that pattern. Just sayin'.
Monday, August 9, 2010
My Arms, My Arms!!
Okay, I’m not a huge gadget-collector. I am confessing, though, that I bought a Shake Weight (and a Thigh-Master back in the day, which I still own and use). Go ahead…..LAUGH. “Laugh it up, fuzzball.” And if you recognize that quote, you are a keeper!
Holy S Balls!! The Shake Weight just about broke my arms. It is a 6-minute workout routine and I could not make it through the whole thing. I died on the shoulders routine. I was just fine until that part. My arms are now like jell-o (no Cosby reference here) and I probably won’t be able to dress myself in the morning. I still don’t think this will qualify me for WFH [office jargon for work from home] but it SHOULD. Remind me to get to that topic one of these days…..
So back to Earthquake Weight, since it cracked me. I was only on rep 4 on the right side and I started to sweat bullets. Not the good kind of sweat, either. It was the “OMG, I am about to puke, where’s the toilet?” sweat. I half-assed made it through rep 8, then Lindsay said “SWITCH SIDES” with this huge smile and perfect upper body. I did as commanded and the left arm completely failed me. I think it fell off and the little dog ran off with it, but I blacked out and can’t substantiate that. I think the exercise fairy attached it for me. And then stupid Lindsay said “You’re almost there!!” WHERE?? HELL??
Who would have ever thought a two pound maracas-sounding PVC pipe device would be so devious!! They need a warning sign: Do not use if you are totally Jabba the Hut out of shape!
I am only able to type via voice recognition software. Don’t tell IT that I installed it.
P.S. For those of you who made comments about "was the hubby drooling", no. I didn't tell him that I bought it. And, no, my flappying flabby arms are not for his viewing pleasure. Nor is Lindsay! :`)
Holy S Balls!! The Shake Weight just about broke my arms. It is a 6-minute workout routine and I could not make it through the whole thing. I died on the shoulders routine. I was just fine until that part. My arms are now like jell-o (no Cosby reference here) and I probably won’t be able to dress myself in the morning. I still don’t think this will qualify me for WFH [office jargon for work from home] but it SHOULD. Remind me to get to that topic one of these days…..
So back to Earthquake Weight, since it cracked me. I was only on rep 4 on the right side and I started to sweat bullets. Not the good kind of sweat, either. It was the “OMG, I am about to puke, where’s the toilet?” sweat. I half-assed made it through rep 8, then Lindsay said “SWITCH SIDES” with this huge smile and perfect upper body. I did as commanded and the left arm completely failed me. I think it fell off and the little dog ran off with it, but I blacked out and can’t substantiate that. I think the exercise fairy attached it for me. And then stupid Lindsay said “You’re almost there!!” WHERE?? HELL??
Who would have ever thought a two pound maracas-sounding PVC pipe device would be so devious!! They need a warning sign: Do not use if you are totally Jabba the Hut out of shape!
I am only able to type via voice recognition software. Don’t tell IT that I installed it.
P.S. For those of you who made comments about "was the hubby drooling", no. I didn't tell him that I bought it. And, no, my flappying flabby arms are not for his viewing pleasure. Nor is Lindsay! :`)
Just An Ordinary Weekday
Apple Etiquette – 2
OMG!! Again with the apple!! This time, the dang apple is as large as a softball. And the chomping of it during work hours is like a horse eating a horse apple (technically, it is the fruit from a Bois d’arc Tree). I am really quite perturbed. This is so disturbing; even Bon Jovi and Madonna on the MP3 can’t cover up that sound. I think it is more vibrations than sound at this point. I will try the Beastie Boys next……..
This apple epidemic must stop. I am putting apple sauce on my Christmas list for a particular individual......
REALLY?? Chip-boy behind me.......
4 Minutes to Save the World
JT and Madonna – they are the reason for my making it through the afternoon! Jammin’ and staying sane while working for the man. Oh, and JT says “Don’t be a prima donna” in the song, so it must have been written for me [No, I am not a ballerina; I prefer 80’s dance music. This endearing term is what my hubby calls me whenever he feels that I am high livin’. He has no idea how LOW MAINTENANCE I really am.] The story goes that they had four more minutes in the studio and came up with this song on the fly based on ‘what would you do if you only had four minutes’. Quite a snappy last-minute creation, I must say. “We only got 4 minutes to save the world!” I HEART MUSIC!
OMG!! Again with the apple!! This time, the dang apple is as large as a softball. And the chomping of it during work hours is like a horse eating a horse apple (technically, it is the fruit from a Bois d’arc Tree). I am really quite perturbed. This is so disturbing; even Bon Jovi and Madonna on the MP3 can’t cover up that sound. I think it is more vibrations than sound at this point. I will try the Beastie Boys next……..
This apple epidemic must stop. I am putting apple sauce on my Christmas list for a particular individual......
REALLY?? Chip-boy behind me.......
4 Minutes to Save the World
JT and Madonna – they are the reason for my making it through the afternoon! Jammin’ and staying sane while working for the man. Oh, and JT says “Don’t be a prima donna” in the song, so it must have been written for me [No, I am not a ballerina; I prefer 80’s dance music. This endearing term is what my hubby calls me whenever he feels that I am high livin’. He has no idea how LOW MAINTENANCE I really am.] The story goes that they had four more minutes in the studio and came up with this song on the fly based on ‘what would you do if you only had four minutes’. Quite a snappy last-minute creation, I must say. “We only got 4 minutes to save the world!” I HEART MUSIC!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Bachelorette Continued
Day 5, Mon: Delivered the critter-company back to their home. The two of them reminded me of Fraggles. Do you remember “Fraggle Rock”?? (Bet that earworm will play in your head all night now!) They were so fluffy and jumpy and those tails were just like the Fraggle tails. I did make a wrong turn on my way. This may sound benign but it isn’t. This is my old stompin’ ground! I should be able to drive blind-folded.....well, maybe not, but you know what I mean. All this progress is throwing my internal GPS into a tizzy. The “wrong exit” cost me 20 mins. And since I am still sailing along in the teen mobile, 20 mins is a big deal! My knee is now officially killing me and Aleve is my new best friend. I might have to have knee surgery after this week, so this “freedom week” might be more expensive than originally planned.
I wolfed down a cheeseburger and fries from Braum’s and it was WONDERFUL on the drive home because it was 8:00 p.m. and I was starving. Watched T.V. and read until really late and threw the furniture covers a.k.a. sheets into the washing machine. I also have many bruises from the monkey-pups who sailed through the air right into my unsuspecting and unprepared lap.
P.S. My critters are missing the other critters. It is quite sad. The little one lies by the back door, thinking that the Fraggles are outside. I don’t care; I am not getting him a puppy to play with!
Day 6: FACIAL DAY!! I am working all day (got in early in order to fulfill my duty of 8 hours of work – that’s its own blog topic!) and going straight to the spa after work!! I am getting a 45 minute facial and CANNOT WAIT. I just want to relax and not have to think for awhile.
I do have some house stuff to accomplish this evening but I want to catch up on my reading since I haven’t tackled the next big book I want to get to: “The Girl Who Played with Fire”. I used to be part of a book club and loved meeting once a month to discuss books. I should look into joining another book club, but the words of my hubby ring in my head: "Oh that's exactly what you need. Another NON-active hobby." I HEART READING!
I only have 2 more evenings to myself. No telling when I will get this much time off again! :`).
Sunday, August 1, 2010
The Bachelorette - Day 4
Silly me; I thought with all my free time that I would have time to blog! Well, blogging means starting the computer, logging into the site (why is the full email account needed??) and trying to focus. Recap of the weekend:
Day 2, Fri: worked, got home, played with the critters and ate leftovers. Tried to watch an old movie but fell asleep out of boredom. It was neat to see so many of the 'old stars', like Elizabeth Taylor, Rock Hudson and Tony Curtis. Online movie queue has many "classics" in it, but I don't have the patience for the older movies right now. I will have to clean up that queue! I am on the final season of Sex and The City (NO.....I don't have HBO.....YES.....I am way behind the times!), but have seen both of the movies. The first movie made me want to watch the show. Go figure. After my 1.5 hour "nap" from falling asleep during the movie [I wound up fast-forwarding to the end], I read for a bit then watched some recorded reality T.V. until midnight. Gotta make the most of all my minutes!
Day 3, Sat: cleaned, ran errands, had some waxing done (this last-minute appointment messed up my timing to go see tourney games) where the lady was wonderful and tried to talk me into a bikini wax. NO thank YOU. I am too scared. I did, however, schedule a facial with her. Went to a movie with my great friend, T. Went to see a dear, wonderful friend in the hospital and spent hours with her. God Bless her!! Going through a rough treatment regiment. She needed someone to watch her pups for a couple of days, so I volunteered and drove out to my old home town to get her babies. I spent the evening introducing the pups to my critters. The critters all loved one another and were up "puppy partying" until 12:30 a.m. They then proceeded to get me up at 5:00 a.m. to GO OUTSIDE. You wouldn't believe how gorgeous the stars are at 5 in the morning.....not a sight I usually see unless I am rushing to the airport to get to Vegas!
Day 4, Sun: very tired from the Puppy Party. Basically, the dog park has come to my house. These dogs are flyng around the house like they have wings and sail into my lap!! Sometimes it is like the circus and sometimes it is like WWF matches! Seriously, they are all getting along amazingly well, so I am having fun watching them (and I nap when they nap). I feel like a mom of triplets :`). I ventured upstairs to Teen Land (the place where the teen chain originated) to find a tornado had hit. Debris was everywhere! I needed a shovel and a wheelbarrow to clean it up. I am glad our town has huge recycling bins.......someone has a shopping problem. All the bags and boxes and price tags.......eek!!! Maybe I don't want her to have a job afterall. All she does is blow it on STUFF. Running out of room for STUFF. I can also see signs that the four-legged critters have visited. Several chewed up items found amongst the teen-debris. Washed her linens (I don't know why........she is supposed to do that.....but I think they were beginning to come to life like zombies and I couldn't risk being attacked). Paid bills, cleaned the fridge, finished teen laundry and watched television. Oh! I watched "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" from 1992. Okay, seriously, Luke Perry would have been THE PERFECT Edward in "Twilight" if it had been made in the 90's. He is so much cuter than Robert P, and I am pretty sure Luke P showers, which makes him an even better catch.
*Ending the evening with "Mad Men". That Don Draper is one fine hunka man!
Day 5 will consist of work and delivering the power-pups back to their house in the evening. I just know that my critters will be sad to see them go, but their house needs some rabid barking too!
**Added a link to Jen Lancaster's Blog site "Jennsylvania". You need to read it!**
Day 2, Fri: worked, got home, played with the critters and ate leftovers. Tried to watch an old movie but fell asleep out of boredom. It was neat to see so many of the 'old stars', like Elizabeth Taylor, Rock Hudson and Tony Curtis. Online movie queue has many "classics" in it, but I don't have the patience for the older movies right now. I will have to clean up that queue! I am on the final season of Sex and The City (NO.....I don't have HBO.....YES.....I am way behind the times!), but have seen both of the movies. The first movie made me want to watch the show. Go figure. After my 1.5 hour "nap" from falling asleep during the movie [I wound up fast-forwarding to the end], I read for a bit then watched some recorded reality T.V. until midnight. Gotta make the most of all my minutes!
Day 3, Sat: cleaned, ran errands, had some waxing done (this last-minute appointment messed up my timing to go see tourney games) where the lady was wonderful and tried to talk me into a bikini wax. NO thank YOU. I am too scared. I did, however, schedule a facial with her. Went to a movie with my great friend, T. Went to see a dear, wonderful friend in the hospital and spent hours with her. God Bless her!! Going through a rough treatment regiment. She needed someone to watch her pups for a couple of days, so I volunteered and drove out to my old home town to get her babies. I spent the evening introducing the pups to my critters. The critters all loved one another and were up "puppy partying" until 12:30 a.m. They then proceeded to get me up at 5:00 a.m. to GO OUTSIDE. You wouldn't believe how gorgeous the stars are at 5 in the morning.....not a sight I usually see unless I am rushing to the airport to get to Vegas!
Day 4, Sun: very tired from the Puppy Party. Basically, the dog park has come to my house. These dogs are flyng around the house like they have wings and sail into my lap!! Sometimes it is like the circus and sometimes it is like WWF matches! Seriously, they are all getting along amazingly well, so I am having fun watching them (and I nap when they nap). I feel like a mom of triplets :`). I ventured upstairs to Teen Land (the place where the teen chain originated) to find a tornado had hit. Debris was everywhere! I needed a shovel and a wheelbarrow to clean it up. I am glad our town has huge recycling bins.......someone has a shopping problem. All the bags and boxes and price tags.......eek!!! Maybe I don't want her to have a job afterall. All she does is blow it on STUFF. Running out of room for STUFF. I can also see signs that the four-legged critters have visited. Several chewed up items found amongst the teen-debris. Washed her linens (I don't know why........she is supposed to do that.....but I think they were beginning to come to life like zombies and I couldn't risk being attacked). Paid bills, cleaned the fridge, finished teen laundry and watched television. Oh! I watched "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" from 1992. Okay, seriously, Luke Perry would have been THE PERFECT Edward in "Twilight" if it had been made in the 90's. He is so much cuter than Robert P, and I am pretty sure Luke P showers, which makes him an even better catch.
*Ending the evening with "Mad Men". That Don Draper is one fine hunka man!
Day 5 will consist of work and delivering the power-pups back to their house in the evening. I just know that my critters will be sad to see them go, but their house needs some rabid barking too!
**Added a link to Jen Lancaster's Blog site "Jennsylvania". You need to read it!**
The Bachelorette
Just shy of 19 years of marriage and a mom of a 16-yr-old, I am a bachelorette for one whole week!! I am still in charge of the two four-legged critters but we all know that they are easy to maintain compared to the two-legged critters. Since the car heading north took off this morning at 6:00 a.m., I had all day to plan out my week of freedom. No cooking, very little cleaning and laundry and I can watch whatever I want on the “good” T.V.!!
I have to say that the automobile situation is a bit of a sacrifice. I am used to a much taller, bigger auto. It has been a while since I drove a “teen mobile”. Needless to say, I had to make some adjustments: seat, mirror, dashboard clearing, radio station resetting and taming the key chain.
Let me describe the teen-chain. It is over a foot long, hangs from the ignition where it hits your knee as you drive, and consists of a minimum of ten key chains and a few keys. Each key chain hooks onto another, or several on one, whichever you prefer. Bling is of the upmost importance. The more bling, the better. And it weighs around 5 lbs. The amount of metal and jingling will cause one to be stopped at security when entering a professional environment, and I would expect as well through the metal detectors installed at the local high school (I will have to address this with Unnamed Teen). This is the price of having to sacrifice my car for the greater good. Unnamed Teen informed me via text [the preferred communication channel] that I was to be VERY careful with the teen-chain because of the priceless bling and the order of the key chains was established in a particular manner. Something about the order of the dangles and the continued equilibrium of the universe. I don’t know; I just live here. I was able to extract the car key and the key fob from the massive chain of gum-ball machine goodies so that I won’t have to be stopped by security again. Plus, I have a bad knee and the banging of the chain against it aggravates it. The treadmill\elliptical adventures from the summer are to blame for the knee....but that is another blog.
Night blog: I worked all day, went to the grocery store after work for the week's sustenance and watched television ALL night! Read until 11:00 p.m.; have to get up as normal for working on Friday. Even though the spouse swears that I will be playing hookey, that is not the case.
I have to say that the automobile situation is a bit of a sacrifice. I am used to a much taller, bigger auto. It has been a while since I drove a “teen mobile”. Needless to say, I had to make some adjustments: seat, mirror, dashboard clearing, radio station resetting and taming the key chain.
Let me describe the teen-chain. It is over a foot long, hangs from the ignition where it hits your knee as you drive, and consists of a minimum of ten key chains and a few keys. Each key chain hooks onto another, or several on one, whichever you prefer. Bling is of the upmost importance. The more bling, the better. And it weighs around 5 lbs. The amount of metal and jingling will cause one to be stopped at security when entering a professional environment, and I would expect as well through the metal detectors installed at the local high school (I will have to address this with Unnamed Teen). This is the price of having to sacrifice my car for the greater good. Unnamed Teen informed me via text [the preferred communication channel] that I was to be VERY careful with the teen-chain because of the priceless bling and the order of the key chains was established in a particular manner. Something about the order of the dangles and the continued equilibrium of the universe. I don’t know; I just live here. I was able to extract the car key and the key fob from the massive chain of gum-ball machine goodies so that I won’t have to be stopped by security again. Plus, I have a bad knee and the banging of the chain against it aggravates it. The treadmill\elliptical adventures from the summer are to blame for the knee....but that is another blog.
Night blog: I worked all day, went to the grocery store after work for the week's sustenance and watched television ALL night! Read until 11:00 p.m.; have to get up as normal for working on Friday. Even though the spouse swears that I will be playing hookey, that is not the case.
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