Sorry I have been absent from the blog so long. It has been a rather weird few weeks since school let out. I find myself making list after list of things to pack up and things to purge and things to finish and the only thing I have done is write the lists. So much fail, I know.
Yesterday I was in the checkout line at the grocery store wondering what to make for dinner even though I was actually purchasing food when I saw a little girl looking at the magazines on the rack. She was looking at some young actress who was on the cover with her hair blown away from her face, her arms at her hips, and her face a mask of what I can figure is “anger” (but most likely a product of “Pout for me, dahlink!!” from the photographer). And in what can only be described as sadness, I watched her pretend to be just like that glossy, unrealistic photograph: arms at hips, lips pouting, hair being tossed back. I hate those magazines. I really, really do. They are in the business of making every single woman feel UGLY!!! I have zero respect for a periodical that tells me I need to dye my hair and lose those pesky pounds or I will lose him and not get promoted to my dream job. We women are contrary creatures. You tell me I need to lose weight, and I will grab a quart of ice cream and eat it all while smirking in your face. And I will love every single spoonful!!
I went to make an appointment for my dogs to be groomed because I am far to busy making lists to do that, and when I whipped out my iPhone 3 to put the date in my calendar, the receptionist told me I should upgrade to a better phone. She told me. First, it isn’t anyone’s business what phone I own, and second, her name was not Graham Bell. I was a bit stunned at first, but then she went on about how new phone have better technology and you can do so much more with them. I politely asked what, and she informed me that Candy Crush and some muffin game were in HD now. I asked about GPS and she replied (and I kid you not), “I don’t play that game.” I took the opportunity to let her know I prefer a phone that is so outdated the NSA can’t track me. She asked if that was my parents’ service. I said yes and then just left. Honestly, I can’t even.
So that has been my week so far. I realize it is only Tuesday so there is plenty more that can possibly set me off like a firecracker, but I prefer to be positive and look on the bright side of things. Well, metaphorically speaking anyway, since another storm system is moving through here. And of course, Blue Bell™ is not yet back in production. This whole positive thinking is hard without Blue Bell™ and sunshine, so I’m going to stop rambling and go watch Ghost Whisperer and eat some yogurt. If that doesn’t work, five o’clock will eventually come around 😀
June 16th, 2015 at 10:06 AM
Pour yourself a vat of a vodka based concoction, and relax. You’ve earned it, raising three kids and keeping your hubby focused on career.
❤ and hugs
June 16th, 2015 at 10:18 AM
I observe the five o’clock rule.
Of course, I observe it around the globe.
June 18th, 2015 at 7:44 PM
Sooooooooo….does that make you a well-rounded individual, or a worldly woman?
Don’t bother answering that, just pour another round. And for the love of all that is holy, put that machete away!
June 19th, 2015 at 12:27 PM
Done and DONE!!!
June 16th, 2015 at 10:48 AM
We’ve been inundated with tropical storm Bill anxiety for over a day now. Some stores are without bread and bottled water due to the hysteria created by news whores and social media.
Me? I’m counting the hours until going home time and some pain meds. If many want to panic, I want to calmly watch, instead of using a bullhorn to tell them they’re all three inches from becoming total idiots.
June 16th, 2015 at 10:50 AM
It’s not like this is a new phenomenon in this area. But we all have our idiots 😀
June 16th, 2015 at 11:01 AM
I am a Luddite when it comes to my phone. I have a dumb flip phone, good for phone calls and texts, and that’s it. For one, if you access the net with your smartphone here at work, they install software to monitor what sites you visit. (Their network, their prerogative to make sure you’re not going to pron sites.) Second, the hackery out there makes me nervous. Third, I don’t want to be one of *those* people who can’t have a decent conversation because they’re close to leveling up in Farmville or whatever. I spend too much time on computers as it is.
I recommend the Publix Chocolate Moose Tracks.
June 16th, 2015 at 11:15 AM
I know how you feel, and I wish we had a Publix here *sobs*
June 16th, 2015 at 11:13 AM
I want pics of the freshly groomed doggies.
June 16th, 2015 at 11:16 AM
Provided the Sheltie doesn’t end up with a disastrous haircut, sure.
June 16th, 2015 at 6:00 PM
June 16th, 2015 at 7:53 PM
Grocery store magazines are insulting. I hate having them next to the check out.
June 17th, 2015 at 6:35 PM
well you know those models don’t even look like that. Come on, if they can make a 65 yr old man look like a 50’s pin up woman……..
June 19th, 2015 at 12:29 PM
Oh em gee 😀 😀 😀
June 19th, 2015 at 2:10 AM
I’m with RFH, mine is also a flip ‘phone. I don’t want or need a smarta** ‘phone. I don’t text either, a complete geezer.
June 19th, 2015 at 12:28 PM
Eldest just sent me a novel by text. I told her to call because I H8 texting. She will do so before bed I’m sure 😀
June 20th, 2015 at 6:05 AM
If she knows what is good for her?
June 20th, 2015 at 9:47 AM