Yep, that’s all I’m doing today.
Don’t worry. I shall regale you with my visit to the local tourist trap later.
But for now, the wine is calling 😉
Yep, that’s all I’m doing today.
Don’t worry. I shall regale you with my visit to the local tourist trap later.
But for now, the wine is calling 😉
I must be the geekiest mom ever.
As I was setting up the mini laptop on the vanity, I noticed that there were some books available to read. Some not so well-known, like Houses of Stone, by Barbara Michaels. As light as it sounds, I will have to pass, in favor of the book right next to it:
Volume IX of the Encyclopedia Brittanica Great Books, Aristotle II.

Courtesy of Matthew Was Prey.
During my senior year in high school, our *ahem* petite virago known as our English V teacher was a devout follower of Mortimer J. Adler, who collected the works of influential writers into volumes called The Great Books. A philosopher and educator, he was most famous for his writings geared in layman’s terms. He claimed to write for people, not for academics, since they always wrote to each other. He also came up with the concept of The Great Ideas, words defined by the individual, such as “Beauty”, “Truth”, and ironically, “Idea”. Our English teacher was very adamant that we learn the concepts. Several exams can attest to that!
I never got around to reading the second volume of Aristotle’s works. I always meant to, but Life got in the way. And Fate, being the finicky weaver she is, has decided that I must finish what I started. It is no coincidence that this volume contains Politica and Rhetorica.
Who says I don’t love a little light reading?? 😉
Our first day at the lake, I was greeted with a beautiful sunrise, waves lapping gently against the rocks, and herons flying overhead. The morning was tranquil, and made perfect by my cup of coffee.
But good things don’t last forever, and so we woke the kids and asked them what they would like to do on such a beautiful day.
BOWLING!!
Uh, ok. We drove 250 miles and rented a condo ON the lake so that we could do…. what we can do at home. But the point of vacation is to have fun, and so we headed out to the bowling alley. And I must admit, it sure was fun. I had a record-breaking 42 gutterballs in three games. But I also scored some pins, and apparently I was very creative about it.
Son: (after I scored ONE pin) Hey, Mom! Now if you score another pin, and then score two, and then score three, and then score five, you’ll be on your way to doing the Fibonacci Sequence!
Me: So, my plan to establish a pattern is working.
Son: Yep.
Me: Uh huh.
Hey, it was a great excuse to explain my lack of prowess 😉
And the dubious honor goes to….
And he wins with possibly the best comment ever:
Some days, I pure hate you.
And some days, I feel the love!!! 😉
Yes, I know that’s not his actual avatar, but it’s bigger and prettier and way cooler.
I’m just sorry I don’t have any more brownies for a prize 😉
My day started off at the social-site-with-faces, where a friend posted a status about loving all her friends. She is a sweet woman, and a wonderful cook, and I miss her SO MUCH because she had a catering business here, but she went and moved to Virginia leaving me prostrate with grief and no, I don’t mean like the male gland, ok?? Anyway, she posted that and I felt obliged to respond:
Friend: I LOVE YOU ALL!!! ♥
Me: I ♥ you so much that when I see a tres leches cake, I yell at it and call it an impostor.
Friend: HAHAHAAA! Lord, how I miss you!!!!! ♥
Me: I think I am banned from several bakeries, too.
So now I want a slice or five of tres leches cake, and she made the best, and I am grieving because FINALLY I have an appetite and I can’t have the bestest cake evah.
Look at it. Just look at it!!! I think I gained two pounds and a cavity just looking. Oh, how I miss you, my friend.
And you too, Narima 😉
Yay!! Vacation time is almost here!!
Which is why I have spent all morning cleaning and doing laundry and dusting and organizing and throwing out trash and cleaning out the fridge and making lists.
Oh, and while mopping, Son found my missing glasses. WINNING!!
Yes, I have my apron on, and no, I don’t look THAT happy. Weirdly, that table resembles one I own. That creeps me out a bit. At least I don’t own that lamp. My aunt does, however.
Anyway, I shall be blogging from parts unknown next week. Well, some of the readers know where I’ll be, but let’s keep that to ourselves, m’kay? I just will NOT have time to devote to my adoring fans if they were to show up to stalk me.
Yes, I laughed at that, too 😉
Apart from the Voodoo Listâ„¢ and the Things To Do Before I Die Listâ„¢, I should also have the Things With Which I Should Not Be Trusted Listâ„¢.
You didn’t really expect me to end that last one in a preposition, did you??
Anyway, as I was cleaning up the kitchen area, I noticed that the King Sized Kit Kat® Bar From Hades was still on the windowsill, where Hubby left it. I got that for him weeks ago. And it’s still there. Looking at me. Tempting me with its delicious, wafery goodness covered in tantalizing chocolate. I hear the siren song and feel the need to partake. But it’s Hubby’s bar.
And then it hit me. What if this is a test of willpower???
Aside patience, willpower is my forte. I have plenty of it. I can beat this. Oh yes, I can. And I will.
Right after I go to the grocery store and get my own. You didn’t think I would eat his chocolate bar, did you? I have scruples 😉
Today I am travelling. I’m taking my mom back to her home, and it will be an all day affair. So, here’s a Sithy for y’all.
I’ve always wondered how they bend 😀
Have a great Sunday!!
Yesterday I was having a nice chat with a dear friend and it hit me: I miss a lot of stuff. No, I don’t mean that I need target practice. I mean that there are things I miss from my life and wish I could have them again.
I miss the sound of coquÃs, I miss having the choice of mountain or beach. I miss being able to walk into town for lunch or to see what’s going on in the plaza. I miss the ability to get in a car and drive to the river.
I’m thinking it’s time I flew to Puerto Rico for a visit 😉
Sometimes it doesn’t pay to get out of bed.
Usually I wake up gradually and lay there quietly, planning out my day before the alarm goes off. Well, not this morning. I woke up from a really weird dream. It wasn’t bad, and it wasn’t good. Basically I was working for an obscure government outfit on loss prevention and alien apprehension. The “out of this world” kind, I mean. And I was at t he PX doing rounds when I stopped to watch a bunch of little drummer girls and one of them really, REALLY loved her pillow and talked to it, and one little boy made fun of it, and then a freakin’ tentacle slithers out of the pillow and grabs his wee-wee, and I pull it off, yelling at people to stand back as I get my gun out and start shooting at it, yelling at someone not to use the machete because the alien is like a hydra and would someone PLEASE bring me a lighter and a can of Aqua-Net©?? Whereupon after emptying two clips I promptly set the thing on fire.
Anyway, the point is I woke up all disoriented, and was not all here when I went to do the tea and coffee ritual. I grabbed the carafe and filter, and proceeded to dump the grounds in the sink, which is not necessarily bad, until you realize that you dumped the last of the coffee in the garbage can. So I reach down with some paper towels to sop up the mess, forgetting that the greasy foil from the baked salmon was in there. So now I had a very greasy, fishy arm to clean. Fine…FINE!!! I wash it off and start the coffeemaker and finish Hubby’s tea, and go to make the bed and set out his clothes. So I set out his shirt and pants, and then make the bed, forgetting the clothes are on it. Sigh…. undo bed, remove clothes, redo bed.
So finally I get my cup of coffee, and drink it scalding hot, because I do NOT have time to waste. I have to get back to my state of “normal” so I can take my mom shopping for groceries. She is cooking tonight, and I sure as heck do NOT want anything to interfere with that!!!
Last thing I need is to slip on a grape at the store and end up in traction, missing her pork roast 😉