Sunday Sithy

Sometimes the Sith World can be rather funny:

I hope y’all enjoy your Sunday 🙂

One Last Letter

Dear Tide:

I am writing to say what an excellent product you have! I’ve used it all of my married life, as my Mom always told me it was the best. Now that I am in my forties I find it even better!

In fact, about a month ago, I spilled some red wine on my new white blouse. My inconsiderate and uncaring husband started to belittle me about how clumsy I was, and generally started becoming a pain in the neck. One thing led to another and somehow I ended up with his blood on my new white blouse!

Diorama *not* made by me...

I grabbed my bottle of Tide with bleach alternative, and to my surprise and satisfaction, all of the stains came out! In fact, the stains came out so well the detectives who came by yesterday told me that the DNA tests on my blouse were negative and then my attorney called and said that I was no longer considered a suspect in the disappearance of my husband.

What a relief! Going through menopause is bad enough without being a murder suspect! I thank you, once again, for having a great product.

Well, gotta go. Have to write to the Hefty bag people next!

Sincerely,

A grateful Aggie 😉

Happy Father’s Day!!

To all the dads, may you enjoy a lazy day and be catered to like the kings you are!!

And try not to think about that cartoon too much 😉

Enjoy your day!!!

Letter to Someone From My Childhood

I was never close to any childhood friends. I had a best friend in elementary growing up in Puerto Rico, but he ended up dating my cousin and breaking her heart with another childhood friend, whose dad was good friends with my dad, and and whose brother ended up marrying yet another cousin. Am I ever glad I was gone when all that stuff went down. Twenty-five years later, the drama is still going on. As for childhood friends here, I am still in touch with a few. Some have passed away, and others don’t have an internet life. But there is one friend that has been with me since I first saw him at the age of 8:

Dear Snoopy,

I love you, and don’t ever change 😉

Love,

Me

 

Letter to a Stranger

People are interesting to me. I like to speculate on their stories based on what they are wearing, how they carry themselves, even as to the choices they make while grocery shopping. It comes from a background in anthropology, and reading Miss Marple novels. Consequently, it is difficult to pick just one stranger as the subject of my letter, since I have already made up their entire life in my head. So, I went in a different direction, again 😉

To a stranger,

I saw you as I walked through the aisles in a vain quest to find Amontillado. There you sat, surrounded by your siblings, the color of your outfit making you stand out among them like a bright spring leaf sprouting from the soil. My curiosity was piqued, wondering what you were like. Smooth, or bitter? Silky, or sharp? Do you play well with others, or tend to chill out on your own? Are you a party animal, or the type to sit quietly by the fire? Do you like to climb on the rocks? Are you a straight shooter? I hope to enjoy your company one day, and know that if ever we meet, you will make my life rosy and sweet, even if it’s just for the duration of your visit.

Cheers!!

A Letter to My Crush

Well, this is easy. My obvious crush is Hubby. And since I wrote a letter to him yesterday, I guess I should make an ode to a different crush…

Oh, sweet childhood friend,

You were always so sweet to me. It was refreshing to meet you on Sundays, when my grandmother would treat us to a visit with you. The visits were short, but it was quality time to spend cooling our heels. Your bubbly personality always helped to soothe me on a hot tropical day. But above all, you brought color into my world. Gazing upon you was like gazing into a happy Sun. You brought happiness to my life, and I hope to see you once again, toasting to the joys of summer.

Your biggest fan 🙂

Sur La Table, Sithy Style

A friend of mine sent me this, and my first thought was, “You could toast your bread at the dinner table with this.”

All I need is Waterford crystal

I love the pattern on the plate, too. Very simple, and direct, and handy for those days when someone tries to pull a Jedi mind trick and hide their vegetables.

Creatively borrowed from SanyoSoup.

Hairy Situations

A few weeks ago I took my son to get his hair cut. This was not only momentous, but timely, since the awards assembly was coming up. It was important that he would be able to see where he was going when accepting his awards. As I was wating for him to be finished, another  hair stylist came in and asked if I needed to be seen. Disclosure: we were at Sports Clips. I smiled and said no, that I was waiting on my son. She smiled and said that if I needed to have my gray taken care of, she could recommend a salon for me.

I was not amused….

Approximation of gray, not of beauty. Scars not included.

I politely said thank you, and left it at that. But after a few weeks, it came to mind that some people are rather presumptive over women’s vanities. True, we get bombarded by Madison Avenue’s version of what a woman should look like and act like. Some advertisers are moving away from the “triathlon-gourmet-supermodel” template, like Dove™ and their Campaign for Real Beauty. And though I admit to dyeing my hair over a decade ago, I have to say, I do love my gray, and embrace it like spun silk, even though it tends to feel like wiry wool. I like to think of them as God’s Highlights, and I know for a fact I earned each and every single one 😉

Redneck With Class

Last month I was shopping for Christmas gifts when I ran across the funniest thing to ever scream “BUY ME!!!!”:

Yep, I ended up buying a few for gifts as well. And before y’all ask, no I didn’t drink wine from a box last night.

It was bottled, with a screw top 😉

Where’s My Aqua Net??

You would think hairspray is a staple in her dressing area.