Canned Laughter

I spent the entire weekend sitting on my rump. With temperatures hovering around 105, my get up and go got up and went. It was so bad, on Saturday I went to the grocery, realized I’d left my wallet at home, turned back around and never returned. We ordered Chinese. Sunday, I didn’t even bother [...]

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First, thank you to all who sent e-mails, phone calls, comments and private messages regarding my last post.  Because of you, I’m back in control and feeling like myself again.
I spent the week hiding out and feeding my Spymaster addiction. I can’t tell you why this stupid game has turned me into a button pushing [...]

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I hope everyone had as nice a weekend as I had. My Mothers Day featured coffee, roses and the new Star Trek movie in IMAX. The show sold out four days before, so we made certain to get there 45 minutes ahead of time. When we arrived, we had to laugh at how homogeneous the [...]

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Last night I dreamed that my mother, the ardent feminist who banned Barbies from our home, was forcing my middle aged sisters and me to try out to be Vegas style showgirls.
I was very concerned that we were no longer able to kick above our heads, but she assured me that we would do just [...]

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Crushing hard on this cartoonist

I can’t stop laughing at the archives. Wonderful.

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So this morning as I was doing my daily *snort* hour ten minutes on the stairmaster, I pondered things I like and things I don’t like.
Like: Driving around town in Tessie wearing fabulous sunglasses and a chic Parisian silk scarf ala Audrey Hepburn and waving to my fans.

Don’t Like: Coming to work and being told, [...]

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What is it about Facebook that gives me the heebie jeebies? Last week we were having dinner with friends.  Actually, it was a sorority get together with our spouses (sorry Poppy, it’s a Southern thing).  Anyway, the conversation turned to a lunch meet up with old college acquaintances facilitated by Facebook.
“Joie, you should come.  [...]

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Ugh. It’s one of those nights.  I can’t sleep, my stomach is churning, my thoughts are racing and the rage is just boiling over like a corrosive acid. What brought all this on?  Would you believe it all started with a wonderful daydream? There I was lying in bed and something, maybe my gassy dog [...]

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In general when I get a bug up my arse, nothing good will come of it.
The last time I went to see The Whiz Kid

to get my hair cut, she commented on how fine my hair is.
Fine? Fine? I have thick, wavy hair! What does she mean fine?
After much brooding and peering in the mirror [...]

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You know those teeny tiny minor annoyances that make you wince every time they happen?  Those little nigglers poke at me until I just have to vent.  So in the spirit of Blackbird’s “Stuff I Don’t Get”, may I present my personal
Nigglers

When I fill out an on-line address form and I attempt to type in [...]

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